Huh
(Where the f*ck is Bennie Beach)
Yea
Do you feel me
Ay, tell me do you feel me (Huh)
Ask lil mama could I feel it, she say
Oh yea, feel free (Yea)
I was dead broke, swear to God
I really didn't feel free (Nah)
So I'm tryna be super f*ckin' rich
And I mean filthy (Yea)
Tell me when you touch a lil money
Why they talk filthy (Huh)
Biddies peepin, askin' can I feel it
I say feel free (Yea)
But no handcuffin', lil mama
I need to feel free (Nah)
And I'm puttin' all my n****s on
Because they still free (Yea)
For the ones on lock, when they get home
They get a meal piece (Yea)
I was on papers, still smokin' dope
Like I was still free (Yea)
Bitch peepin', cheesin' in my direction
Like she feel me (Yea)
Few convos later, bitch on attack mode
Tryna steal me (Haa)
Her condo later, we smokin', laughin'
Kinda chilling (Yea)
Til she turned bananas and all her clothes
Just started peeling (Woo)
She think I don't care nothin' bout her
I show no feelings (Huh)
I just got way more bigger fish to fry
With my dealings (Yea)
Nickname my new coupe Outside
Cause Outside got no ceilings (Woah)
Far from a savage, but you play
And I go through ceilings (Woah)
I saw yo k/d ratio
Bro, you do no killing (Nah)
Straight from the G
I been a gee
You don't know the feeling (Bitch)
So tell me do you feel me (Huh)
Ask lil mama could I feel it, she say
Oh yea, feel free (Yea)
I was dead broke, swear to God
I really didn't feel free (Nah)
So I'm tryna be super f*ckin' rich
And I mean filthy (Yea)
Tell me when you touch a lil money
Why they talk filthy (Huh)
Biddies peepin, askin' can I feel it
I say feel free (Yea)
But no handcuffin', lil mama
I need to feel free (Nah)
And I'm puttin' all my n****s on
Because they still free (Yea)