Tell Me

Yeah, Shitty Boyz, Dogshit Militia
Long Lace Gang, Rick Chris
You ain't gotta...
Damn, John!
You ain't gotta, uh...
Alright, look, yeah

I can never be a faker, put an O in front it
The thing I sell that I'm just blowin', it's a bow in front me
Supreme True Religions on, I look like Tony Dungy
It's time to grab some new J's, boy, that Rollie dusty
When we ain't got a spare strike, we ain't bowling, buddy
My pop need a tampon, this bitch over bloody

The only person is to thank God, I know I'm lucky
Skole new drank like Lucky in here pouring muddy
This that hard earned, what you think I stole the money?
Dogshit Militia in the kitchen cloning puppies
Why you shooting up the club? Ain't got stroller money
I'm the president, you know your bitch voting for me
I'm on the road tying ends up like Zach Ertz
Fuzz got that bag work, Gary Pack turps

Ain't no warnings with his shots, bro a bad nurse
Lumberjack, breaking woods down in my plaid shirt, Burberry

He was always pussy like Tom, then turned Jerry

I don't really understand the word scary
They know I'd be the Heisman off the first carry
I just walked another beat down, verse bury
My white boy in stove punching in his work Sperrys

Fuck the tooth, man, where's the perk fairy?
I'm trying to wake up to a ten
If my bitch play her cards right, might wake up to a Benz
In the trenches, I feel safe just like Beverly Hills
If forensics ain't this, this bro had seventy kills
You would treat seventy K just like seventy mil'
You just sold yourself short, signed the pettiest deal
Bro played the hand they dealt him in the card game
Then he went and tried his luck like a parlay
Then end up in a car chase

He was just trying to catch plays, Jamar Chase
It made my heart break, free Gang, they got him in a dark place
Feelings well protected, you would think I had a heart plate
They do the fish bowls, we pull up shark tank

They got little guppy rolls, we got shark pape
They just shark bait
I need the Jacob with the galaxy and
Planets all around it, yeah, the star face
Nowadays we park race

If you know where I came from, then
When I'm in my A, you know I'm Scarface

I ain't sleeping, I got plays, I'm alarm wake
Sometimes it be better to just part ways
You would think I'm at Powerhouse, another bar raise
Little bro ain't off no drank, that's his bar face

Rockstar, break guitars like I'm Jeff Jarrett
I ain't a rookie no more, you know I'm vet wearing

Catch some salmon in the lake in my chef's earrings
The last time Fuzz hit a drop, they went and sent sheriffs
I came a long way from just a test tube
Eight pendants bust down, my entire chest blue
I'm so fly, you think I drink jet fuel
Trying to seem to hit her with a STFU
I'm riding around with three buttons, X, D, F2
I can't really see your jewels, I'ma have to presume
We gon' play the V series if we need the leg room
You got roaches celebrating G-Days in your bedroom

I ain't gon' lie, shit the best the next do

Brody high times five, he off a press blue
I might still eat some checkers in my Louis chess shoes
My left wrist shitty as a public restroom
I take it to the chin, you been to the ground
Why you acting like you know the plug? Ain't spent not a band
Why you acting like you dropping checks? Ain't sent not a ham
Why you acting like you shipping loads? Ain't sent not a gram

Just tell me, bitch
Do you?
Tell me how it feels
How it feels
Does it feel for you like it feels for me? Yeah
Tell me how it feels
How it feels
Does it feel for you...