Songtexte Fuck How You Feeling - Polo Redd

Go crazy
Polo

Twenty get you fifty 'round here lil nigga
Lil bro on that liquor, give a fuck how you feeling
Strapped the cleats up, I'm in the field my nigga
Send her back to you, now she a bill huh nigga

I'm on the move with the, hey
I was in school everyday, can't keep my mind on today
No you can't eat off my plate, unless you gone give me the face
I would've took her on dates, but she ain't have nothing to say

What you gone bring to the plate
My young niggas hungry and they haven't ate
If they pull me over, then I'm facing eight
Swerve gang nigga, I guess it's a race
And you can't catch me on this paper chase
Swerving these bitches like a figure eight
We take the risk for the bigger steak
Now I want bigger stakes in your real estate
You see the bag, give me the cash, give me the jewels
Clip and a mag, I ain't gone lie, give me a boost
You can't compare cause I do it times two
I bet for me they falling through
I bet for me they bout to cause a scene
And if it's taped off, that's just a part of things
All my bloods flowing like a artery
And we ain't bout to play, gang on everything

Give a fuck how you feeling
Give a fuck how you feeling
Give a fuck how you feeling
Give a fuck how you feeling

I'm on the move with the, hey
I was in school everyday, can't keep my mind on today
No you can't eat off my plate, unless you gone give me the face
I would've took her on dates, but she ain't have nothing to say