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feltz artist - fuckin' problems lyrics

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(feltz – hook)

i love all my b-tches, thats my f-cking problem
but if i have to pay, i’m gunna have to rob em
were dressed in all black walking gotham
guitar out like were having rocking

and if you got the mary then were get it popping
and i guarantee were have your head nodding
even when i die i won’t be stopping
and if your with your goons, ill be with my goblins

(feltz – verse 1)

and were be drinking success out of are goblet
#swir make that’s a trending topic
if you want that weed better know i got it
trigger finger itchy don’t make me pop it

just like hq you know i lock it
if your talking sh-t, i suggest you stop it
if you ain’t tried it, then i wouldn’t knock it
huarache huarache you know i cop it

and the hood know who they eating on
talked about a threesome then i got a threesome on
i swear they don’t know who they beefing on
eye through the hole like a peeping tom

and you know where we belong
and we had to bring the weed along
why the f-ck you stunting for?
going ham ill be getting more

(feltz – hook)

i love all my b-tches, thats my f-cking problem
but if i have to pay, i’m gunna have to rob em
were dressed in all black walking gotham
guitar out like were having rocking

and if you got the mary then were get it popping
and i guarantee were have your head nodding
even when i die i won’t be stopping
and if your with your goons, ill be with my goblins

(feltz – verse 2)

air forces one’s, i don’t do dunks
i smoke weed, i don’t do drunk
smoking on the puffiest skunk
blunts the size of elephant trunks

ill rather f-ck a girl that is a rookie
then are relationship crumbles like a cookie
bets on me ill be the bookie
i’m always getting nookie

don’t drink but i’m popping the cryst-al
bullet in her mouth after she deals with the pistol
got fans from margate to bristol
i cans till keep it plain and simple

smoking that cali, driving in the cadi
listening to clixx, hold tight kadi
you think your cool acting like a baddy
your misses still calls me the daddy

and you know them rims be lexani
and ill be flexing on these hoes getting punani
and all i’m thinking of is money
and you know my team keep it cruddy

i can’t hear her like the mac 10
silencer, you know i suppress them
i ain’t try’na impress them
but look how i’m dressing

give me the keys to the chevy
man ill be moving heavy
cooking 36 ounces getting sweaty
my haters soon see me on tele

paranoid with 72 o’s in the rover
f3ltzyy aka the white sosa
got fans from c-mbria to dover
smoking on gas no nova

i do my b-tch up like monte carlo
people thinking i won’t do shows
man i believe i’m going to blow
i can’t wait till have all the dough

if were talking rims then i’m sitting on dubs
im a chelsea supporter, shout my club
smoking on weed, that ain’t a drug
b-tches i don’t want to breed, bring the rubs

(feltz – hook)

i love all my b-tches, thats my f-cking problem
but if i have to pay, i’m gunna have to rob em
were dressed in all black walking gotham
guitar out like were having rocking

and if you got the mary then were get it popping
and i guarantee were have your head nodding
even when i die i won’t be stopping
and if your with your goons, ill be with my goblins

[finished]



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