lirik lagu d savage – how does it feel
[intro]
earlonthebeat
uh
[chorus]
spend a check on some diamonds, uh
in the trap lowkey, but my neck keep shining, ayy
i’ma keep on grindin’, uh (ayy)
n~ggas hatin’ on me but i don’t really mind it
and i just chopped the top off the coupe (ayy)
if i catch me a opp, i’ma shoot (ayy)
her p~ssy trash, loose
how does it feel to be you? uh (ayy)
[post~chorus]
how does it feel to be rich?
how does it feel to be used?
oh, i promise i’m not being rude (no)
but right now i’m not f~cking with you (no)
i’m just bicken back bein’ bool
i get in that p~ssy, it’s wet like a pool
she sucking that d~ck and it’s makin’ her drool
i’m smoking on ‘thrax, i don’t f~ck with a jew
if n~ggas want war them i’m calling the troops
[verse 1]
in the traphouse cooking up bricks
feel like sahbabii, i pull up with sticks
n~ggas keep talking, get slapped like a b~tch
i’m shooting my shot, and no, i won’t miss
stick d~ck in your b~tch and she said it’s too big
mony powr rspt, the gang in this b~tch
n~ggas act tough and get sprayed in this b~tch
you f~cked up my shoes, got blood on my kicks, d~mn, uh
[chorus]
spend a check on some diamonds, uh
in the trap lowkey, but my neck keep shining, ayy
i’ma keep on grindin’, uh (ayy)
n~ggas hatin’ on me but i don’t really mind it
and i just chopped the top off the coupe (ayy)
if i catch me a opp, i’ma shoot (ayy)
her p~ssy trash, loose
how does it feel to be you? uh (ayy)
[verse 2]
in the traphouse f~ckin’ it up
thought you was buggin’, we spray your sh~t up
thought i saw 12 but i don’t give a f~ck
we just focused on running it up, ayy
i got hundreds, i’m throwin’ it up
just bought me some pressure, i’m rollin’ it up
[?] some extra, i’m pourin’ it up
the ak is russian, i’m loadin’ it up, ayy
i told my n~ggas, “stay down for this sh~t” (ayy)
when i’m out slidin’ you know i won’t miss (ayy)
beat up the pot when i’m twerking my wrist
n~ggas ain’t have it, they cappin’ this sh~t
i can do magic when i flip the brick
i got locked for a glock, tell the judge, “suck a d~ck”
that p~ssy outstanding, but i can’t fit
double~cuppin’ the fanta, i’m slurping the sh~t (pssh, pssh)
[chorus]
spend a check on some diamonds, uh
in the trap lowkey, but my neck keep shining, ayy
i’ma keep on grindin’, uh (ayy)
n~ggas hatin’ on me but i don’t really mind it
and i just chopped the top off the coupe (ayy)
if i catch me a opp, i’ma shoot (ayy)
her p~ssy trash, loose
how does it feel to be you? uh (ayy)
[post~chorus]
how does it feel to be rich?
how does it feel to be used?
oh, i promise i’m not being rude (no)
but right now i’m not f~cking with you (no)
i’m just bicken back bein’ bool
i get in that p~ssy, it’s wet like a pool
she sucking that d~ck and it’s makin’ her drool
i’m smoking on ‘thrax, i don’t f~ck with a jew
if n~ggas want war them i’m calling the troops
[outro]
ya b~tch
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