bizzy banks – feelings lyrics
[intro]
grrah (grah, grah)
grah+grah boom
grrah+grrah (we keepin that)
get money (get money)
bizzy (bizzy)
grrah, look
[chorus]
i’m the best out, who f+cking with me
drippy shooter, i spend three on my feets
she on her snaps singing “f+ck n+gga free”
sound like that lil b+tch single to me
i got her twerking, leg up in a v
she got her makeup all up on my tee
i love when she suck it, she don’t got no t++th
her man doing bad, i heard that n+gga cheap
[verse 1]
got her some diors, now this b+tch is freak
she wearing my chains and now she think she me
tinted the cartiers i can’t even see
off of two or three yerks, i’m dozing off to sleep
shе said she love evеrything about me
i love everything about me too
she told me she can’t do without me
i told her, but i can do without you
you know i’m a leg when i get in the mood
she feel like the kid so she’s off the azul
you feeling nice right?
we in the car playing ice spice (that n+gga a munch!)
she lit a night light
i’m tryna see what her mouth like
big ebk
i know her n+gga prolly feel a way
i heard she bump my music everyday
she ask if i’m linked up with ovo
cuz lately, i been around .40’s and drac’s (drakes)
she said she never had lobster and steak
long story short, so she stay in my face
i call her, her name, i don’t call her babe
she hate that
i told her “come cry in a maybach”
i don’t smoke baby girl, you can face that (like, like)
[interlude]
man, f+ck you n+gga, a b+tch dont give a f+ck what you talking about we outside all day
we ain’t coming home n+gga we hate home, n+gga f+ck you bum ass n+gga, you broke ass b+tches
f+ck what you talking about, f+ck you mean, period!!!
[chorus]
i’m the best out, who f+cking with me
drippy shooter, i spend three on my feets
she on her snaps singing “f+ck n+gga free”
sound like that lil b+tch single to me
i got her twerking, leg up in a v
she got her makeup all up on my tee
i love when she suck it, she don’t got no t++th
her man doing bad, i heard that n+gga cheap
[verse 2]
her man doing bad, i heard that n+gga cheap
when she with me, her phone on dnd
we bust a sneaky link once a week
she try to suck me off while i’m sleep
they know my body, i’m just being me
you know my body, gotta keep it p
she said that she love it when i’m going deep
i’m in her spot, hitting up the g
i got her cumming all over the sheets
casamigos will turn her to a freak
she my lil leg, that means she a treesh
d+ck in her mouth, she can’t even speak
she got a n+gga but don’t wanna tweak
she know how i get when i hang out the v
trackhawk, only time it’s a jeep
i just might slide when i let off them +
[chorus]
i’m the best out, who f+cking with me
drippy shooter, i spend three on my feets
she on her snaps singing “f+ck n+gga free”
sound like that lil b+tch single to me
i got her twerking, leg up in a v
she got her makeup all up on my tee
i love when she suck it, she don’t got no t++th
her man doing bad, i heard that n+gga cheap
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