Internet Money
Baby (Feel No More)
[Intro]
(Internet Money bitch, ha ha)
Yeah baby I want you
Like what is the moves tonight?
What are we doing tonight?
I’ma pull up at five
Can I do that? Is that cool?
Aye don’t you play ‘round with my feelin’s, don’t you play me like a fool

[Chorus]
And I don’t really feel no more
All I think about is you when you gone
And I don’t wanna feel no more
Countin’ money in this coupe with a Patek on my arm
And how I always feel alone but I don’t even know why
And don’t you ever leave my side ‘cause we forever will ride

[Verse]
Aye that ho’ bad but shit her friend too
Damn, I might fuck around and try to bag two
I know you seen me in this coupe when I flew past you
I’m smoking good gas, thesе n***as smoking dog food
I bet you right now that this choppa’ will vanish a n***a, ka-poof
All these diamonds in my nеcklace, walkin’ lighting up a room
You see me shining baby, can’t waste my time lil baby
You drive me crazy baby, let’s have a baby maybe
Nah fuck that shit, I’m gettin’ that money right now baby
But you could get my baby right now baby
I’m sippin’ on lean, booted me up, off of the drugs
Yeah, sippin’ on lean, sippin’ on lean, too fucked up
[Chorus]
And I don’t really feel no more
All I think about is you when you gone
And I don’t wanna feel no more
Countin’ money in this coupe with a Patek on my arm
And how I always feel alone but I don’t even know why
And don’t you ever leave my side ‘cause we forever will ride

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