Lyrics Feelin' Her - Zell Banks , Roadrunner Costa

We can blow the bag we can make it back
We gone switch them bitches with no strings attached
Don′t bring her round if you feeling her
She gone want to try dont get your feelings hurt

Costa
We don't do the most
We ten deep at shows
With three different poles
But nobody knows
Don′t pillow talk
We Just send em off
Got to brush em off
The niggas too soft
Pick a price name a fee
Know that ain't no hoe in me
Just dont ever mention me
We dont shoot a niggas feet
I dont got no Jesus piece
But my bitches pray for me
Make them snitching niggas sleep
Let the real niggas free
Run it up catch me
Wont no nigga check me
I was 13 selling bag off a 10 speed
Focus on two phones
Just don't let it sit to long
Selling whats they smoking on
Cuzzo got a bag of strong

We can blow the bag we can make it back
We gone switch them bitches with no strings attached
Don′t bring her round if you feeling her
She gone want to try dont get your feelings hurt

Zell Banks
I don′t fuck around with no fuck arounds
They gone call me up when its touching down
Niggas intervene then im on you
If it dont jump then I dont wont it
Never bring me up cause im gone gun ya down
She so submissive tell her turn around
I just hit it twice now i own it
Wont call her back cause i dont wont it
Not drinking no regular soda my cups be muddy as fuck
Not hitting no regular bitch the hoes be slutty as fuck
I be knee deep in the pussy while I got my thumb in her butt
Hold on
Gotta get to the money you hungry and what this aint enough my baby
I just wanna run it up my baby
Im trying to turn shit up my baby
Dont really care for the spot light
I only care for the bucks my baby
I just wanna run it up my baby
I trying to turn shit up my baby
Dont really care for the spot light
I only care for the bucks my baby

We can blow the bag we can make it back
We gone switch them bitches with no strings attached
Don't bring her round if you feeling her
She gone want to try dont get your feelings hurt