yeat & blandee - how it feel (remix) lyrics
[intro: yeat]
(dulio, 力を貸して)
(ayy, geo got them bands, huh?)
yeah (woo)
[chorus: yeat]
yeah, how it feel? (how it feel?)
ridin’ in the bentley in the field (woo, woo)
only had a couple bucks, i bought myself a pill (woo)
promise that i’m tellin’ you right now i keep it real (oh, ahh)
every time i touch another m, i get realer
big, big, big ar, keep it real with us (with us)
yeah, come to my house and you get spilled up (buh+buh)
talkin’ ’bout the bullets, you get filled up (ah, woah)
(ahh) yeah, how it feel? (how it feel?)
ridin’ in the bentley in the field (woo, woo)
only had a couple bucks, i bought myself a pill (woo)
promise that i’m tellin’ you right now i keep it real (oh, ahh)
every time i touch another m, i get realer
big, big, big ar, keep it real with us (with us)
yeah, come to my house and you get spilled up (buh+buh)
talkin’ ’bout the bullets, you get filled up (ah, woah)
[verse: blandee]
all my life, я відчуваю філлер
really, кожен мій feelin’ like god (like god)
all my life, я не бачу [?]
кожен день тільки night
all my life, like better, like [?]
чому мені стало так «give a f+ck»?
all my life, like better, like [?], i’m from bottom
i’m feelin’ like god (like god)
хочу влаштувати blow
її ass like «бр»
відчуваю [?]
i know, кожен раз [?]
…
мені нудно треба fight’и
вб’ю тебе, не треба glocky
вона дарує sloppy toppy
…
[pre+chorus: yeat]
yeah (woo)
[chorus: yeat]
yeah, how it feel? (how it feel?)
ridin’ in the bentley in the field (woo, woo)
only had a couple bucks, i bought myself a pill (woo)
promise that i’m tellin’ you right now i keep it real (oh, ahh)
every time i touch another m, i get realer
big, big, big ar, keep it real with us (with us)
yeah, come to my house and you get spilled up (buh+buh)
talkin’ ’bout the bullets, you get filled up (ah, woah)
(ahh) yeah, how it feel? (how it feel?)
ridin’ in the bentley in the field (woo, woo)
only had a couple bucks, i bought myself a pill (woo)
promise that i’m tellin’ you right now i keep it real (oh, ahh)
every time i touch another m, i get realer
big, big, big ar, keep it real with us (with us)
yeah, come to my house and you get spilled up (buh+buh)
talkin’ ’bout the bullets, you get filled up (ah, woah)
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