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letra de feel my bass - p money

[produced by the heavytrackerz]

too much c0ke in the flow got the fans like “i can’t feel my face”
too much d-ck in her p-ssy got her like “i can’t feel my waist”
one sec, heavytrackerz, what the f-ck? i can’t feel my b-ss

fire in the tongue went and k!lled my taste
replace who? do you wanna feel my rage?
a house burglar couldn’t steal my place
i’m a true realist, trill’s my name
no gun but a b-tch tryna steal my brains
man, hoover’s dam couldn’t k!ll my wave
no facials but i’ve got boxes on my face
wanna test me? i ain’t gotta cover my page
only dumb breddas would wanna steal my grace

heavytrackerz, what the f-ck? i can’t feel my b-ss

so which gang’s hyping?
the last crew that thought they were on top
held 7th, went man united
you asking “why’s p smiling?”
cause a girl said that she don’t drink
she was in the bedroom, still whining
i thought he was being on a hype ting
but he acted like he came out the closet
while i was in her one, hiding

hang on, wait
you know what i’m gonna say, init

what the f-ck? why can’t i feel my b-ss?

when i can shot beef, blud, it’s an on sight ting
i wouldn’t even have to get struck by lightning
it’s a shoot back in the sky ting
cover up and say you died while hiking
pull over your whip while they expect the yard
that’s a rifle, who the f-ck said hitchhiking?
my bullet’s doing all the writing
you was your belly with that guy in
now your short life needs rewriting
when i press on these family genes, i ain’t ironing
clothes dotted, looking like aliens
on top of that, man are hopping out the sp-ceship, firing

i’ve got ’em like “i can’t feel my face”
too much d-ck in her p-ssy got her like “i can’t feel my waist”

- p money

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