V!ceVirgo - Feel Lyke (feat. retrososa & gorycris)

Hey what it feel like
Turn that bitch a party
Tell that bitch
Hey what it feel like
Lil bitch she go retarded
Ask that bitch
Hey what it feel like
To high I can see Martians
They all asking
Hey what it feel like
Hey what it feel like
Turn that bitch a party
Lil bitch she go retarded
To high I can see Martians
I'm in that shit like the heat that is causing the arson
Your little bitch on my dick and you know what she want so I give her the mufucking target
Got me a blunt on my lap and I need me a lighter so we can just smoke and I spark it
Got your lil bitch up up all on my dick and you know that she really just be on that thot shit
She wanting me but I do not want her at the end of the day her feelings are not shit
She be like Virgo why will you not love me
Damn Virgo you really be so toxic
I got a Glock and I'm feeling nice
Pull up on you in a all black beamer turn in to a dark knight
In the H we in the spotlight
Bitch might
Turn to a flirt
Pop a lil perk
I'm with the shits, So you know I'm off earth
Pockets stay fat, Bitches stay on my nerves
Bitches stay low bitches switch and they swerve
Sipping on drank, Losing control
I Carry a stick, Bitch I carry a pole
Your cards they be shit so I had to reroll
I got a Glock and I'm feeling nice
Pull up on you in a all black beamer turn in to a dark knight
Hey what it feel like
Turn that bitch a party
Tell that bitch
Hey what it feel like
Lil bitch she go retarded
Ask that bitch
Hey what it feel like
To high I can see Martians
They all asking
Hey what it feel like
They asking like what it just feel like, I feel like Virgo all up in my real life
I got a Glock and it feel nice, bitch listen I'm talking, Can you feel Vice
I can not fuck her if she is not sucking and gripping it tight like a steel vice
I bully the kitty, She looking so pretty, She begging VV please stay the night
Hey what it feel like
Hey hey
Hey what it feel like
Turn up bitch go party
Hey what it feel like
Pullup in that Rarri
Hey what it feel like
Please do not get me started
Cut that hoe off we departed
She say tryna say that I'm awesome
But it's obvious she off the molly
Percocets up in my pocket
Ion think ima ever stop popping
And the 40 be doing the damage
But I'm pulling up with a chopper
Most of these niggas, no they ain't no rockstars
Dreads in my hair I feel like a Rasta
Mexican mami she calling me papa
We taking off like a mf rocket
My 30 my soda I popped
That 30 that perky I popped it
That bullet it's goin hit his socket
Ask how I'm doing I say that I'm locked in

Written by:
Cristian Etchison, Kaleb Voyles, Lorenzo Chance

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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