letra de how it feel - cprickr
[chorus]
make a deal, make a deal, then get a shot to your head
make him kneel, make him kneel, drop on him all of them weights
defend your meal, defend your meal, ’cause everyone tryna steal plates
that’s how it feel, how it feel to trust people then homies go dead
[verse 1]
homies go dead, my tongue is a trigger and they fled
then they hit the bed, ’cause you b-tches is sleep when i’m ahead
look at his facе, that p-ssy got cheffed by a fed
stay in your placе, ’cause stores running out of bread
nothing for you fam
pull the trigger, go on, taste that bullet, yeah i know it’s bitter
and i know you’ll swallow ’cause you ain’t no spitter
man f-ck with me, nah you know i’m bigger bigger
f-ck a sub count, watch it go down
watch it crumble, everything you know now
what a clown, keep running all that mouth
f-ck your “homies” all you know is foes now
[chorus]
make a deal, make a deal, then get a shot to your head
make him kneel, make him kneel, drop on him all of them weights
defend your meal, defend your meal, ’cause everyone tryna steal plates
that’s how it feel, how it feel to trust people then homies go dead
[verse 2]
watching the world like a satellite (brrr!)
shooting motherf-ckers just to pass the time (brrr!)
blow up motherf-ckers like it’s dynamite (brrr!)
spread the word around call me venom like (brrr!)
look at yo b-tch? i be sounding like (ugh)
i’m with my gang we be sounding like (hoo!)
listen to when i get on the mic
running up numbers too fast call me sonic like
woah, wait a minute
i been getting money ’cause i break the limit
i been doing better ’cause i table shifted
you a p-ssy snitchin ’cause you f-cking limpid
you a b-tch, taking pics, getting cl!cks, with a splatter
pull the sticks, throwin kicks, wit the 6, ’till you shatter
with the pockets getting fatter, i’m breaking the f-cking pattern
going fast, and i’m winning the race ’cause your sh-t doesn’t matter
[chorus]
make a deal, make a deal, then get a shot to your head
make him kneel, make him kneel, drop on him all of them weights
defend your meal, defend your meal, ’cause everyone tryna steal plates
that’s how it feel, how it feel to trust people then homies go dead
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