Lyrics PHARSYDA Flow - Pk7

Too many problems i ran out of drank
Money my pretty bitch cannot complain
In love with the sex she cum on my brain
Im sucking her blood till her legs start to faint

I be in my feelings but i feel no pain
Molly and ecstasy that's the same thing
I flex on my ex bitch I think that I'm sway
She fuck me the best when it's payday

Met on lovers lane I had on two chains
Touching my dick it raised like a cane
I came with some fye she fueled the flame
I don't have no pride I killed all the shame

Pk or she scream my government name
Panther pussy girl I started to tame
If i nutted fast her walls are to blame
Pull up all black bastard bruce wayne

Four bars motorsport
Can't park the car
Five times i told you
Can't hold the boy
Six niggas at your neck
If you make a noise
Seven digits what
A nigga be rapping for

Niggas be lying no tiger can't hear them roar
Fuck with the bulldog it's a forty four
Play with my analog no ps four
Ain't it fun bitch no paramore

Rager man rager man that super shit
Party lil bitch she cut her wrist
Roll a big blunt it gotta cyst
Martin luther drank that activist

Don't care where we at we high lil bitch
Sped my swag retarded can't spell this shit
Nike got my checks up I'm swooshing shit

I'm really number one no counterfeit
Weight watchers your pockets they loosening
Take pictures kick out I'm cooling it
Super seven label not new to this

Her diamonds came in april they tauruses
Keep rubbing the tip her clitoris
My heart beating fast I'm furious
If she gotta fat ass I'm curious

Drive by too fast you hear this shit
Too many big racks notorious
Wig i pulled her wig
She guinea everything I gotta pig

Gimme beanie in the front seat of the whip
Giddy giddy ride my dick do a hippie
Pretty bitty bounce ha ass and ha titties
Icky sticky girl that pussy get silly

Touch my sissy you gone miss da whole city
Micky mousaka and your bitch is minnie
Open mouth up and come suck on this dickie
Every function gotta have us a quickie

If she fuckin me drunk then I'm tipsy
I just popped the trunk I ride with a cd

I just sparked some runts I'm moving in three dee
I can ride a fishbowl you can't see me
I think I am john called you stevie

The marathon continues, do you nipsey
Epiphany I know that you miss me
Were comfortable she rub on the soft meat
The first time I ate it in the front seat

I really be in my feelings
Percocets damn they got me tripping
Louisiana the whip I just chop the ceilings
OJ Simpson I just caught da killing

Her pussy
Be be in my feelings
Be in my feelings
I really be in my feelings
Really be in my feelings