burna bandz - feel me lyrics
[chorus]
why tell me to go when you know you gon’ miss me?
like who goin’ with you when you going through it?
i cannot tote nothing unless it hold sixteen
shots hit his chest and its harder than whiskey
i sip this drug, fade away like nowitzki
i’m off a perc’ she can’t get a quickie
[?] this glock got a switchie
i ain’t never slip and i be in the city
it’s a lot of opps, you know i got many
if you talking racks, you know i got plenty
i be talking to god, hope that he hear me
i know that these perkies they ain’t gon heal me
‘fore you reach for my wrists you gon’ have to k!ll me
i come from the trenches baby, that’s the real me
yeah, you ain’t gotta f+ck with me but you gotta feel me
[verse 1]
smokin deadmi’ got me lookin like k!lly
[?] racks on the block like we in philly
if ion got the switch finger f+ck the semi
gotta keep the tool case it come in handy
[…]
[chorus]
why tell me to go when you know you gon’ miss me?
like who goin’ with you when you going through it?
i cannot tote nothing unless it hold sixteen
shots hit his chest and its harder than whiskey
i sip this drug, fade away like nowitzki
i’m off a perc’ she can’t get a quickie
[?] this glock got a switchie
i ain’t never slip and i be in the city
it’s a lot of opps, you know i got many
if you talking racks, you know i got plenty
i be talking to god, hope that he hear me
i know that these perkies they ain’t gon heal me
‘fore you reach for my wrists you gon’ have to k!ll me
i come from the trenches baby, that’s the real me
yeah, you ain’t gotta f+ck with me but you gotta feel me
[verse 2]
i come from the trenches baby, that’s the real me
[…]
[chorus]
why tell me to go when you know you gon’ miss me?
like who goin’ with you when you going through it?
i cannot tote nothing unless it hold sixteen
shots hit his chest and its harder than whiskey
i sip this drug, fade away like nowitzki
i’m off a perc’ she can’t get a quickie
[?] this glock got a switchie
i ain’t never slip and i be in the city
it’s a lot of opps, you know i got many
if you talking racks, you know i got plenty
i be talking to god, hope that he hear me
i know that these perkies they ain’t gon heal me
‘fore you reach for my wrists you gon’ have to k!ll me
i come from the trenches baby, that’s the real me
yeah, you ain’t gotta f+ck with me but you gotta feel me
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