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letra de feel this - gmk & yungeen ace

[intro: yungeen ace]
(tylian made the beat)
ayy
ayy, blaow, baow, baow, baow, ayy
double r, gmk
yeah
n-gga gon’ feel this
ayy, blaow, baow, baow, baow, ayy
yeah
ayy, ayy, double r
ayy, atk, believe that
[chorus: yungeen ace & gmk]
i just turned on the k!ll switch
hop on the block, tryna dirty this cutter, tryna make a n-gga feel this
got murder on my mind, k!ll him and his brother, i’ll make a n-gga feel this
ain’t no amount of racks get dropped on my head gon’ ever make a f-ck n-gga k!ll this
i’ma call my ace, they gon’ get they bread, they gon’ bring they bananas to the block, come peel sh-t

[verse 1: gmk]
how many opps got popped in the field?
‘fore i had a mop, seen a top get spilled
n-gga spin on my block, he done popped him a pill
f-ck n-gga think he safe, he done signed him a deal

[verse 2: yungeen ace]
it’s 2 am, outside a n-gga spot, you know i’m finna stand on business
he died, he died, she died, he died, shh, the whole city know imma menace
shots fired coming out a drac’, tryna eat a n-gga face, everybody ’round me got a body
don’t ask me why a n-gga ain’t dead, when i spot me a n-gga, you gon’ know i got ‘him
he all on the net when he know i shot him
i don’t care ’bout myself, b-tch, you know i’m a problem
in a stolo, two n-ggas, one glock, and two choppers
i ain’t squashing no beef, i’m on your ass, you can’t stop us

[verse 3: gmk]
catch a n-gga down bad, i’ma leave him twisted, i’ma leave him geeked up like he on molly
me and bro shootin’ at the same time, glah, glah, glah, glah, glah, tell me which one hotter
n-gga feel scared, better buy him a chopper
wanna be mislead, i’ma buy him a bible
i did a drill with my dog, i knew he was a sniper, make him chris kyle all of my rivals
i got them racks, but i don’t play tennis
can’t fit in my pocket, my pants too skinny
n-gga told a b-tch i was an opp ‘fore we ever got to link, god d-mn, i ain’t even get to hit her
n-gga be down when a n-gga be locked up, n-gga so far, can’t even much feel it
n-gga be crying, man, a n-gga better slide ’cause way more money get dropped, more k!lling
[verse 4: yungeen ace]
how i’ma be scared of a n-gga when a n-gga like me up on multiple bodies?
tired of these internet n-ggas actin’ tough on the ‘gram, in real life, they ain’t shot n0body
h-llcat, vroom, it’s a big body
i don’t like to brag, n-gga know i got it
if i want him dead, i send a deposit
way out of reach when they bury the body

[chorus: yungeen ace & gmk]
i just turned on the k!ll switch
hop on the block, tryna dirty this cutter, tryna make a n-gga feel this
got murder on my mind, k!ll him and his brother, i’ll make a n-gga feel this
ain’t no amount of racks get dropped on my head gon’ ever make a f-ck n-gga k!ll this
i’ma call my ace, they gon’ get they bread, they gon’ bring they bananas to the block, come peel sh-t

[outro: yungeen ace]
yeah, i’ma, i’ma make them feel this
uh, uh, i’ma make them feel this
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

- gmk yungeen ace

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