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UnoTheActivist — How It Feels
Artist: → UnoTheActivist
UnoTheActivist — How It Feels — lyrics
{intro}
Yo, shoutout to my nigga dj nick
On that a$ap mob, ya heard?
All my young lordians
Young lord on the motherfucking hook
On the track, whatever nigga
I’m in the street, 1hunna
A$ap bari, a$ap mob, lock in (dj nick)
{chorus}
Hey, would you tell me how it feel?
Hey, would you come crack open a new seal?
Hey, and i just wanna keep it real, real, real (yeah)
{verse 1}
I could never turn my back on my bro
These bitches hoes they wanna come for my bro (uh)
And i know everywhere a nigga go (uh)
These bitches follow, they follow just like some roaches
Ooh, i be sippin’ lean that new potion
That purplе potion keep me a floatin’
Niggas know i’m finna go in
I’ma whip up madonna on a boat and
I be coming off the domе, no written
I could prolly get you killed, no speak
Nigga bitch wetted up my sheets
I’ma fuck the bitch because she was a freak
I’ma pass that bitch right to my woadie
And you know i’m ballin’ like ginobili
And the ass clappin’ like she from magnolia
And you know the flow just like a slit wrist, uh
Bad bitch, pussy wetter than a squid, uh
She gon’ put me on the face like some lip balm
When it come down to the money, gotta get some
I didn’t even flash, choppa hit him he gon’ drip some
I ain’t talkin’ shit pussy nigga better listen
Sippin’ lean, i’ma yeah, like {?}
And i be ballin’, i’m ballin’ just like a piston
{bridge}
Ayy, these niggas playin’ both sides
You my nigga you gotta ride
That pussy curfew ’cause i go inside
Hey, now get on top baby come ride me
You’ll end up bill cosby
Trained to kill, boy don’t try me
I got the magic no johnson
She a lil’ freak but she a dime piece
Take a lil’ time, please
I ain’t never hiding, don’t find me
You nigga termite, would bite me
I know a hunnid niggas don’t like me, but
{chorus}
Hey, would you tell me how it feel?
Hey, would you come crack open a new seal?
Hey, and i just wanna keep it real, real, real (yeah)
{verse 2}
I just mix that with aquafina
Whatever i got she need, uh
My nigga hard-body, no cement
I just bought a 400 liter
Nigga ima crack a seal
Nigga i’ma grip on my steel (uh)
No cure but she know she gon’ heal
Tryna catch me ima hit her like yeah
Gold chains on i feel like king tut
Drinking on lean ’til the fanta needs us
I was in the trap with my cousin, both flooded
I’ma need a drought on my chain the way i flood it
See ya fuck nigga hoppin’ out the car buddy
I just notice all these bitches gettin’ star struck
Draping in designer still strugglin’, still shining
I just wanna say that i done got it out the mud
{chorus}
Hey, would you tell me how it feel?
Hey, would you come crack open a new seal?
Hey, and i just wanna keep it real, real, real (yeah)
{outro}
Aye, now tell me, do you feel me?
Pussy lil’ nigga, do you hear me?
These niggas wanna be so me now
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