Rich Amiri - Feelings
—damn
Hit me back, i'll pull up to your city
Baby, fuck your ex, tell him good riddance, yeah
What i'm tryna show you, do you feel it?
Fuck that other bitch, she in her feelings
Uh (ayy), uh-uh (bitch, haha)
I say uh
Uh (ayy), uh-uh, uh-uh
(man, what the fuck goin' on, maajins)
★ chorus: rich amiri ★
Yeah, ayy
Bitch, i got guap, i hit the lottery
Tryna steal my sound, them boys tryna copy me
Your boy ran down and he got his body squeezed, damn
Hit me back, i'll pull up to your city
Baby, fuck your ex, tell him good riddance, yeah
What i'm tryna show you, do you feel it?
Fuck that other bitch, she in her feelings
★ verse 1: rich amiri ★
Fuck her, i ain't really love her
Honestly, i trust you, treat you like no other
But don't get too comfortable, you can still get cut
Bro hand me the 'wood, had to fill it up with runtz
And my glock, it pack a punch, damn
I guess that i'm not enough (bitch, haha)
They was tryna lock me up
I don't do no talkin', no
I just gеt to sparkin', yeah (man, what the fuck goin' on?)
All a sudden thеy want some from me
All a sudden bitches hittin' me up
Sorry, baby, can't get none from me
No, your ho can't get enough of me, no
★ chorus: rich amiri ★
Yeah, ayy
Bitch, i got guap, i hit the lottery
Tryna steal my sound, them boys tryna copy me
Your boy ran down and he got his body squeezed, damn
Hit me back, i'll pull up to your city
Baby, fuck your ex, tell him good riddance, yeah
What i'm tryna show you, do you feel it?
Fuck that other bitch, she in her feelings
★ verse 2: desire ★
I ain't had my drank in 'bout three days, i need some more
I been chasin' your love, got me in san antonio
Whoopin' niggas above, but the niggas that say want smoke (want smoke)
And for your love, had enough (had enough)
Then think about goin' ghost (think about goin' ghost)
I took the beam' out the lot (i took the beam' out the lot)
I get the racks a lot (bitch, haha, oh)
Double r, chris sippin' drop (sippin' the drop)
Pockets lookin' like a knot (ah)
I been fuckin' all the thots (fuckin' all the thots)
Rino put thirty thousand on his watch (uh-huh)
We the niggas in the shots (man, what the fuck goin' on?)
I ain't had my drank in 'bout three days, i need some more (more)
I been chasin' your love, got me in san antonio (oh, woah)
Whoopin' niggas above, but the niggas that say want smoke (woah)
And for your love, had enough, then think about goin' ghost (woah)
★ chorus: rich amiri ★
Yeah, ayy
Bitch, i got guap, i hit the lottery
Tryna steal my sound, them boys tryna copy me
Your boy ran down and he got his body squeezed, damn
Hit me back, i'll pull up to your city
Baby, fuck your ex, tell him good riddance, yeah
What i'm tryna show you, do you feel it?
Fuck that other bitch, she in her feelings
★ outro: rich amiri ★
Fuck her, i ain't really love her
Honestly, i trust you (bitch, haha)
I said fuck her, i ain't really love her but i don't know if i trust her
(man, what the fuck goin' on?)
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