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feltz or f3ltzyy – drunk lyrics

hook 1 + feltz

f+ck getting drunk
smoke on my weed b+tch watch me get crunk
jump on my d+ck girl and throw me that junk
i’ll be back in a min the condoms in the trunk
walk in the crib with the pack and it stunk
i roll me a back woods go straight to my lungs
and i love all the junkies they give me my funds
only the hood understands cos i’m talking in tongues
f+ck getting drunk
smoke on my weed b+tch watch me get crunk
jump on my d+ck girl and throw me that junk
i’ll be back in a min the condoms in the trunk
walk in the crib with the pack and it stunk
i roll me a back woods go straight to my lungs
and i love all the junkies they give me my funds
only the hood understands cos i’m talking in tongues

verse 1 + feltz

buy a bottle and i pour it for my dead homies
might flex like my dad if i get me a rollie
and ghosts in my head they dont come holy
so just to stay humble i get smokey
lowkey tryna just blow like loskii
know me i can do this with no beat
no cheats up down left right hold beats
cos our city ain’t safe like holby
r.i.p kobe
and i got manny with me like tobi
and i’m tryna get me a mobo trophy
get clean money no more eating lonely
and half of them are phoney
so i don’t want them to know me
gotta watch the haters closely
cos they might set me up and smoke me
hook 2 + feltz

verse 2 + feltz

this that, that way, crack treys
f+ck a main road i’m on the back ways
done my time in the trap game
now i’m more on the games and rap straight
tryna get papes the legit way
i ain’t ever tryna get misplayed
tryna get my sh+t on display
and your girl wanna know about my d+ck game
sh+t den you must give it the sh+t way
oddoneout go and hit play
still smoking weed at my grandads grave
still hurt that my uncle can’t hear me today
to get out the hood dear lord i still pray
i’m tryna get my mumma straight
i’m tryna get her some papes
so we can go fly away
hook 3 + feltz

verse 3 + feltz

light up the spliff get to writing
i ain’t got time for fighting
but if you get me on the mic ting
then it’s gonna be a hype ting
manna just strike like lighting
that sight might be frightning
your girl she could get piped in
now that thoughts exciting
i stay on beat perfect timing
they can’t keep up with my rhyming
i might shine bright like diamond
i’m forever climbing
see me always grinding
wait until i’m shining
cos that sh+t will be blinding, ding, ding
hook 4 + feltz

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