[Intro: OhGeesy]
Ayy, they ask me how I'm feeling, my n***a I'm feeling lovely
It must be, it must be
All these bitches tryna fuck me
That n***a bitch, all these bitches
Ron Ron do that shit

[Chorus: OhGeesy]
They ask me how I'm feeling, my n***a I'm feeling lovely
It must be, everywhere I go they wanna fuck me
Musty, uhh my n***a who got that musty?
It must be Ohgees 'cause he stay serving custy
They ask me how I'm feeling, my n***a I'm feeling lovely
It must be, everywhere I go they wanna fuck me
Musty, uhh my n***a who got that musty?
It must be Ohgees 'cause he stay serving custy

[Verse 1: OhGeesy]
I'm busting, no tussling
Bad bitch a eater that ain't for discussion, she busting and gushing
She dripping and moaning when I get to fucking
Fufu n***a sip on nothing but 'Tussin
I'm pouring the Quali', I'm throwed with my youngins
I pour with my youngins, I go with my youngins
We blowing them hundreds and blowing them 'Woods
I'm a nice ass n***a but I'm misunderstood
Got a ratchet lil bitch and she from Inglewood
I'm moving around, I do nothing but jugg
I'm fucking these ho like a young n***a should
And you'd do the same if you young n***as could
Just bought the Bimmer 'cause that shit look cleaner
How I get this shit, n***a serving the fienders
N***a bitches snitching like they serving subpoenas
And my n***as all nuts, you get served by a peanut
Your bitch she a slut she get curbed and deleted
Fucked while she pregnant, got nut on your fetus
I'm going too crazy, need to calm down, Jesus
Need to calm down, Jesus
[Chorus: OhGeesy]
They ask me how I'm feeling, my n***a I'm feeling lovely
It must be, everywhere I go they wanna fuck me
Musty, uhh my n***a who got that musty?
It must be Ohgees 'cause he stay serving custy
They ask me how I'm feeling, my n***a I'm feeling lovely
It must be, everywhere I go they wanna fuck me
Musty, uhh my n***a who got that musty?
It must be Ohgees 'cause he stay serving custy

[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]
I'm pouring juice by the deuce riding 'round in the coupe
I ain't playing with a bitch, lil baby I thought you knew
Busting scripts with your bitch for the lean
I'm off a bean, I sip nothing that's clean
I got a Sprite, I'ma turn this shit pink
I pop a percocet, pink like my drink
Hold up I'm tripping, you ho-ing or going lil bitch?
What the fuck a n***a mean, he ain't pour up like this
Trying to pull up on my n***as like hold up they got sticks
This a hunned dollar cup, you ain’t po' up like this
I'm a real right n***a need a real right bitch
Need them blue face hundreds, I'm fiending, I gotta sip
If your bitch ain't going, I'm tripping, she gotta dip
I just got the sixteen, no flippin', I'm finna sip
Whole eight, in a two liter
Sipping with my same n***as, no new people
I'm kicking shit, whole gang off prescriptions bitch
Talk chips or my n***as ain't listening