Cory Gunz – Feelat’ feat. Mack Maine Lyrics

 Cory Gunz – Feelat’ feat. Mack Maine Lyrics

Touching them bills, bad ass bitch I fuck in them heels
Got my couple blunt and I’m chill
Stunting, I’m still, fuck what y’all feel

Feel that I’m hood rich, feel that I don’t talk shit
Feel that I run shit, feel that, I fucked your bitch
Feel that, stacked that bread, feel that, straps on deck
Feel that, fuck y’all say, feel that, she bust my head
Feel that, I don’t feel shit, feel that, I feel your bitch
Feel that, smoke, syrup, activist, I be sipping that shit
Feel that, I’m about racks, feel that, you niggas don’t trap
Feel that, you niggas sell rap, feel that, my niggas sell crack
Feel that, five for the 40, feel that, riding slowly
Wheel that, fight at your homie, kill that, young and let your hood right
Feel that, I’m looking for a place, you’re right, I punch you in the face
Feel that, I cut you in the face like what the fuck you gotta say? Spill that
Me? Stop, never go away, when I die sucking till late
Young money, cash money, militia, bitch, nigga, feel that
I be doing me, feel that, she be doing me, feel that
We play catch, we play catch, throw that ass back like feel that
Feel that, feel that, feel that, feel that
Real niggas and his bitch, feel that, fought a K on my wrist, feel that
Got a bitch that like to suck dick but she always tryina take a trip, feel that
I always tell a bitch no, feel that, no, bitch, you can’t go, feel that
You ain’t my girl, you ain’t my bitch, you ain’t my hoe, feel that
Right where you talk is where you get killed at
But none in here, nigga gets your shit pill back
It’ll be a minute till your body parts heal back
Pimp C, Bum B, what a trill at, when broke niggas come around we don’t feel that
A bitch with a funky pussy, we don’t feel that
We the vets, we the richest, we don’t feel that
If you don’t feel this, we’ll make you feel that
That, that, brrr, stick up, you call out for help but ain’t nobody there to pick up
Shot to your body, Pilates, sit ups, ’cause your legs off lil’ boy, now get up
Feel that, nigga, I know you can’t feel that
Ace school, ‘ the realest niggas in the game still at
The chauffeur in the front and I’m in the back
No dyke but my nigga, I’m strapped
Put me on the globe, put me on the map
Paraplegic flow
The chauffeur in the front and I’m in the back
No dyke but my nigga, I’m strapped
Put me on the globe, put me on the map
Paraplegic flow

Feel that, touching them bills, bad ass bitch I fuck in them hills
Got my couple blunt and I’m chill
Stunting, I’m still, fuck what y’all feel
Feel that, touching them bills, bad ass bitch I fuck in them hills
Got my couple blunt and I’m chill
Stunting, I’m still, fuck what y’all feel
Feel that, feel that, feel that, feel that, feel that
Feel that, feel that, feel that, feel that