Текст песни How You Feel? (feat. King Max & Metaphor) - Kei Dii
Is
this
the
chef?
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
Caught
a
body
with
this
drip,
I
dress
to
kill
Yeah
they
dig
the
way
I
flex
without
a
drill
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
Caught
a
body
with
this
drip,
I
dress
to
kill
Yeah
they
dig
the
way
I
flex
without
a
drill
My
eyes
hurting
I'm
on
pills
Now
you
fading
cause
you
black
Tryna
kill
me
when
I'm
rich
All
these
girls
man
I
respect
with
no
beef
Now
they
wanna
suck
my
woo
With
no
teeth
Mad
hos
don't
get
paid
They
just
wanna
meditate
Now
I'm
running
on
my
race
I
just
broke
up
with
my
girl
Last
night
everybody
in
my
dm
with
a
lot
of
questions
like
What
the
fuck
you
do
I'm
just
being
cool
I'm
just
dealing
with
my
adolescence
Stuck
up
in
the
dark
with
my
ex
She
been
calling
every
day
I
don't
feel
the
same
way
Why
you
tripping
now
you
I
thought
I
had
you
all
along
Bitch
you
never
my
type
now
you
off
my
mind
Now
I'm
Switching
lanes
in
my
race
car
They
just
wanna
be
apart
I
don't
like
your
songs
I'm
just
being
honest
I
can
never
see
your
future
balling
Why
you
making
all
these
noises
Music
is
ain't
easy
unless
I
say
so
Why
you
bother
my
niggah
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
Caught
a
body
with
this
drip,
I
dress
to
kill
Yeah
they
dig
the
way
I
flex
without
a
drill
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
Caught
a
body
with
this
drip,
I
dress
to
kill
Yeah
they
dig
the
way
I
flex
without
a
drill
So
let
me
tell
you
how
I
feel
I
just
wanna
sit
on
20
mil
I
hate
when
I'm
broke
And
I
can't
afford
a
meal
Caught
a
body
then
I
dip
Imma
murderer
dress
to
kill
Double
cup
I
take
a
sip
Ama
addicted
to
this
drip
How
you
feel?
I
don't
even
know
How
you
feel?
That
DiiVinci
crack
the
code
He
the
bro
any
problems
let
me
know
I
pursue
any
mission
I
got
goals
Is
it
really
what
you
want
If
you
snitching
put
a
bullet
in
your
skull
Let
it
flow
Sipping
slow
While
I
think
about
the
problems
I
can't
solve
How
you
feel
when
I
host
a
turn-up
You
don't
even
show
How
you
feel
How
you
feel
Yeah
Cocinero
cooking
on
these
pots
and
pans
and
pantries
Curve
em
like
I'm
Beckham
'cause
I
like
my
women
spicy
Metaphor
Max
Speaking
facts
Where
the
stack?
Pass
it
back
This
a
rap
That's
a
rap
Or
that's
a
wrap
nigga
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
Caught
a
body
with
this
drip,
I
dress
to
kill
Yeah
they
dig
the
way
I
flex
without
a
drill
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
How
You
Feel?
Caught
a
body
with
this
drip,
I
dress
to
kill
Yeah
they
dig
the
way
I
flex
without
a
drill
Mmmmm
El
Cocinero
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