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lil blade – you feel me lyrics

[verse]
i be laughin’ at the petty sh+t, i swear to god, you n+ggas silly
all my hoes bad, all my b+tches – they be sittin’ pretty
first buss down i ever seen was of my uncle billy
middle school, my uncle mike dropped the white 550
all hoes mad at me, tellin’ me i need some help
whipped out a 20+ball and told that b+tch to help herself
young n+gga winnin’, diamonds, water on me– michael phelps
could give a f+ck about some shoes, i rather go and grab the belt
moncler on my back cost me fifteen+hunid
what’s around my waist cost a qp of kush onion
plain shirt on my body cost me ‘bout two+some
took your b+tch to […], it cost me ‘bout a loose hunid
ain’t no n+gga talkin’ like me, ain’t no n+gga walkin’ like me
so much ice upon my body, lookin’ like i’m playin’ hockey
all these n+ggas tryna stop me, all they b+tches tryna mop me
yeah, crib in the ‘burbs, you can’t even find me
young og, everybody in my city know me
n+gga, can you tell the time on that fake rollie?
put that lil’ sh+t up
b+tch, you see i’m lit up
don’t walk up in here with your b+tch
‘cause she bound to get f+cked
a cool couple racks on me, still the youngest in the bar
flirtin’ with the waitress, tryna get some head in the car
yeah, that’s how i get, i get it how i live
your b+tch see me, got to droolin’, buy that b+tch a bib
yeah, i talk that one sh+t, your wife a bum b+tch
come and get some money, n+gga, f+ck the tough sh+t
yeah, i was taught to run it up, only care about my bucks
if you ain’t got five to your name, then shut the f+ck up
b+tch, i’m only nineteen, and i only like green
them blue hunids cool, they be gettin’ stuck to my jeans
i ain’t never served a fiend, you be out here sellin’ dreams
i’m the type to get a bad b+tch and let her count my cheese, n+gga

- lil blade lyrics

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