Текст песни Feel Lik Ye - Wazo Dáveed

Mhm
Mhm
Yeah yeah
Jayybach wtf
Yeah

Yeah what's your problem
Please don't call me
I need me a honey bun (Yeah Yeah)
Rolls-Royce match with Cartier (Yeah)
Need a big titty bih like Ye (Yeah)
Diamonds all shining in ya face
Des Rick Owen shoes they ain't Js (Hey)
Running too fast I'm in pace
Fucking her too good that bih gets in shape (Yeah)
Know im a prince feed me grapes
Don't talk too much you get shot in the face (Yeah)
The bih know I'm way too slime
I'm dubbing your call please don't waste my time
We don't shop at the mall but it's all in my size
We get high like Rondo I'm dropping them dimes (Yeah)
The Riri fast as fuck
Haters mad as fuck (Oh Yeah)
I bet the bitch its Cartier wrist (Oh Yeah)
Don't know wtf to do with my kind
Tell me what you wanna do we got time
Ketamine ketamine im out my mind (Yea yea)
Walk with Giuseppe's
Bust it down man she never gonna test me
Tie my shoes shawty never gonna stress me
In the mood shawty gave me some Becky
Private plane we takeoff in the jetty
You ain't fucking with me then forget it
Need some bands me and twin did a another one
Made it rain shawty called me the weatherman
Shawty feel all my pain she gonna rock with the gang
I can see through the fake I got Cartier frames
Call me Steph Curry Bron I'm a win every game
Trying to re-rock my swag you can't do it the same
Yeah, yeah, it's medicine
Black truck how I pull up a president
Shawty gave me the light Edison (Woah)
Man, that pussy is so tight it's heaven sent
She got tattoos on her face yeah
Yeah
I can do this all night yeah
She ride me like a bike yeah
We got sticks we don't fight yeah
I ain't sleeping at night I need munyun (Woah)
Eat the dick just for fun she likes Funyuns (Yup)
Know your bitch, she ain't bad she has bunions (Woah)
Kno I'm ready for war when the time comes (War)

Yeah what's your problem
Please don't call me
I need me a honey bun (Yeah Yeah)
Rolls-Royce match with Cartier (Yeah)
Need a big titty bih like Ye (Yeah)
Diamonds all shining in ya face
Des Rick Owen shoes they ain't Js (Hey)
Running too fast I'm in pace
Fucking her too good that bih gets in shape (Yeah)
Know im a prince feed me grapes
Don't talk too much you get shot in the face (Yeah)
The bih know I'm way too slime
I'm dubbing your call please don't waste my time
We don't shop at the mall but it's all in my size
We get high like Rondo I'm dropping them dimes (Yeah)
The Riri fast as fuck
Haters mad as fuck (Oh Yeah)
I bet the bitch its Cartier wrist (Oh Yeah)
Don't know wtf to do with my kind
Tell me what you wanna do we got time
Ketamine ketamine im out my mind (Yea yea)
Walk with Giuseppe's
Bust it down man she never gonna test me
Tie my shoes shawty never gonna stress me
In the mood shawty gave me some Becky
Private plane we takeoff in the jetty
You ain't fucking with me then forget it
Need some bands me and twin did a another one
Made it rain shawty called me the weatherman