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feltz artist - don't kill (*) lyrics

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(feltz)

and i smoke this weed to keep these b-tches of my mind
i can’t be dealing with these f-ck girls
they all try to get into my mind
and try to destroy my world

so i’m just living life
even though that it twist and swirl
and if the b-tch tries to k!ll my vibe
im’a switch to another girl

ok shout my weed man
because he like to see me eat man
and he’ll bring the nina in
if sh-t ever gets peak fam

but f-ck that i’m on a vibe
ill be the 6 you be the 9
if you don’t f-ck, give me shines
tell that b-tch don’t waste my time

i can’t swim but i got bad b-tches in the pool
she can see my ice but we keep it cool
she want to learn today, so i took her to school
i don’t play around with these fools

and they be watching me and my moves
with that bad girl she’s got the grooves
you can’t walk a foot in my shoes
she wants the d i’ve got the proove

i won’t touch that girl if she keeps it loose
i keep it god call me zeus
ill turn godzilla if you don’t think its the truth
i heard these f-ck boys want a truce

they see my fly kicks, like i’m bruce
dressed in grey, i’m pouring goose
and the strong tasting so good
she wants the d im’a give her wood

and you can see us in the hood
rich over night i wish i could
rich over night i think i should
and they know i’m a legend, so they call me robin hood

and i ain’t sipping on the lean
this is my time, get out the scene

and if she love me, then she get it back
but i think she want me cos i rap
and if i’ve been there before, i ain’t going back
she wants it from behind but i don’t want that crack

i’m way to cool to die young, i’m way to cool to die sober
i’m way to cool to die young, i’m way to cool to die sober
ill be with these bad b-tches, i ain’t sleeping till it’s over
i’m tired of these haters, but there keep hating till its over

smoking on that loud pack
f-ck about your get jacked
money is what we keep stacked
f-ck with that, feel the impact

if you every try rob me for my 2-chains
my p-ssenger will leave you with 2-brains
fresh trainers, blood stains
were ahead of the game, your not in are lane

she said i’m hence, u having a bubble?
the only time i’m hence is more then a cuddle
i get that p-ssy wet like a puddle
then i get the food and juggle

and man this both says she loves me
but she don’t even know me
she be tripping on her phone drunk
why i’m writing lyrics on my phone drunk

you call me a beast and a dog but your just lion (lyin)
i’m on the road walking to zion
there asking me what i’m high on?
i’m smoking on that hawaiian

she said can i be your princess
so i told her take of that dress
i don’t give these b-tches my address
but i know these b-tches obsess

yeah they know i’m a rapstar
im also known as a trapstar
in brum with them packs brah
riding that b-tch like nascar

and she says she loves my voice
and its gunna get me a rolls royce
im f-cking with simone and joyce
at the same time it was there choice

and she said she gunna bite
i said b-tch do you wanna fight
you better not k!ll my vibe
and you better not blow my high

if you f-ck with my high wrong
you get smoked like rizla and bongs
we getting stoned like cheech and chong
they ping my phone cos my weed pong

you know that we get it on
still f-cking the world without a condom
i’m smoking till i’m gone
i’m the street doctor i’m what they feed on

the samsung is what they call on
i’m on the pitch, let me get my ball on
i teach these rookies, i got my school on
i got these hoes tripping, they fall on

man were smoking on the long
smoking on a 6ft bong
i can see what i’m smoking on
i smoking that why i write this song

and if your hating then do your thing
because your still listening
and moneys what i’m getting in
i smoke too much weed i grew some wings

i got my crown i am the king
trapping with the scales and cling
with my b’s you know we sting

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