feltz artist - ransom (elevation) lyrics
if i see a mic i’m getting on it
jaw spazzing like i’m on molly water
she said she heard all about me
and she introduced me to her buddy
we got it off in five
she said feltzyy you won the prize
i said if you ain’t f-cking don’t waste my time
moneys to be made i’m on my grind
we got the sawn off
your feelings you won’t have none
if you f-ck with the money were hold you for ransom
and if your a old man were take your grandson
man your girl will be on my d-ck
if you don’t think i’m god then your a atheist
got my own swag and i paid for it
your girl loves that and now she’s naked
h-ssling me with all this b-tching
like really do i need this
you can moan at me later
then we switch positions
we making pictures were getting creative
then we have a break like a hiatus
and i spud my boys no potatoes
then i duck out cos i need more dough
put more food in my bowl
you better open up my doors
get that mango juice from the store
and we smoking on them raw’s
now give me brain and let me feel your neck
if your boyfriend hating ima put him on the deck
better know that i’m getting rep
and i ain’t stopping till i’m dead
when i we f-ck i don’t even smell her
i open her p-ssy like a watermelon
i heard that your f-ck bud is jealous
he’s saying why touching up on my precious
like f-ck boy why you asking me questions
i think you need to learn a lesson
.where’s the money u said you ain’t got none
well were nap your -rs- and hold you for ransom
so were smoking on the chedda’s
gotta hold tight all my bredda’s
were slice you up: shredders
your be napping on us: bedders
and girl why are you being blunt
i loved you like i love my skunk
money we could of been getting lumps
but you left me for them chumps
buts its cool cos i got tons of girls
and they all get high in my world
i make them all twist and swirl
and i take of the blouse and towels
we be smoking on that shisha
i want to see bra if i’m a cheater
if i’m a cheater then i’m a leave ya
right after i beat ya..
i got my boys saying ha ha
cos all you b-tches talk that blah blah
asking us where’s the money
so we put her -rs- in the boot of the car
like f-ck girl why you asking me questions
i think you need to learn a lesson
.where’s the money you ain’t getting none
so were nap your -rs- and hold you for ransom
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