Feltz Artist
Cashed out (*)
(Feltz)
Were rolling up the weed were on an adventure
Her pussy tense, but i like it tenser
I'm watching my haters, i got you on my sensor
We can go one for one just like were fencers
And your see me smoking on good kush
Then i get handed the money like swssssssh
And no worries girl if that package comes with a bush
We can solve the problem its all good
And please don't pass me alcohol
Fuck about were be out for ya'll
Bally on and the fucking tool
In the rucksack like I'm of school
And man i love all my bitches
But i can't lie some of them look like witches
But then again thats none of your business
Kill the hater and the witness
Errrrp ill be fucking all my haters
Errrrp then ill be in the papers
Huuuh ill break your heart: hiatus
The hood is what made us
And if you want to fuck then lets fuck
Cos i don't give a flying fuck
Make sure you pay for the rubs
Don't worry ill be bring the drugs
Actually weed ain't a drug stop hating
I think the government are mistaken
Weed plants in the basement
We creative making greatness
Man you better know I'm spitting fire
If you hate then ill pass you the wire
Your nothing but a bunch of liars
Were rip your teeth out with the pliers
I was born in hell I'm satan
Nascar i got her heart racing
No hook or copy and pasting
Scrap my bars dawg i ain't wasting
So fuck about and you can get bodied
I get pussy mouth arse in the lobby
Sometimes i think the hood is dodgy
Middle fingers up to the bobbys
Fuck that bitch sick my dick
Don't you stop till you swallow kids
Going ham getting cheese
I ain't the police but i told your bitch freeze
If your the shit I'm diareah
No one in my hood, cries round here
Whats that smell, i smell fear
Errrrrm im outchea
And you know my team were about it
We got the scopes out were scouting
That night life were owing
I see your bitch i can hear her howling
She says my dicks like a browning
Money is what I'm counting
Just got of the phone with my accountant
Jp on the molly man he clowning
I always ball call me townsend
I'm about to cash out cos i pound spend
When you ain't got nothing there on to the next friend
My popularity going to extend
And i got this bitch on the molly
And i heard that you want to rob me
They want to come to my property
Still living in poverty
Im floating where the fucks the gravity
She keeps it sweat: cavity
My music's free: charity
And its clear: clarity
And do you hate cos your bitch loves me?
Well my bad for that fuckery
It ain't my fault she can't get enough of me
But thank fuck that she ain't stuck with me
And if you stand on my krepts g
Ill turn konan on a yungen
Just for his cash g
Cos my team play dirty
My swagger fresh see me wearing versace
I tell that bitch I'm driving where the car key?
She's in the passenger seat getting nasty
Saying that she wants to fuck me
If taylor wants the swift bang better know that it be red hot
And fuck about your get whanged
We in the building like were out to squat
Ill be rolling with SWIRGANG
She says F3LTZYY your amazing
So lets get wasted
Then she got naked
I remember that pussy, i can taste it
Tryna live the rags to riches
Round ere snitches get stitches
Body left in ditches
The nina leave your body twitching
Tryna get that money anyway possible
People wanna watch me I'm clockable
Man ill never be stoppable
We leave are opps in hospitals
If you from the ghetto throw your hoods up
If you smoke weed throw that kush up
I got that drink in my cup
Cos i don't give a fuck
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