[Pre-Chorus]
I had to sit you down to talk about it
It shows me a lot from your silence
You told all your friends that I'm violent
But you can quit the cap, know you lyin'
I had to beat it up to stay inside
And your tears are happiness, the way you cry
I had to beat it up to stay inside
And your tears are happiness, the way you cry
I had to beat it up to stay inside
And your tears are happiness, the way you cry
I keep a-I keep a couple Xans up in my ride
I know you want it all, but it's all mine

[Chorus]
O—Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my—
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my—

[Verse 1]
Let me tell you 'bout a story, 'bout a couple of Xans
I was fuckin'-fuckin' 'round in Houston with a couple of fans
Fuckin' 'round in Houston with a couple of fans
Fuckin' 'round in Houston with a couple of fans
But excuse me, they was groupies, they was not in the plan
Either way, we-way, we popped pills and we all held hands
[Pre-Chorus]
I had to sit you down to talk about it
It shows me a lot from your silence
You told all your friends that I'm violent
But you can quit the cap, know you lyin'
I had-I had to beat it up to stay inside
And your tears are-tears are happiness, the way you cry
I keep a-I keep a couple Xans up in my ride
I know you-I know you want it all, but it's all mine

[Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't-I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my—
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't-I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my—

[Verse 2]
I'm way too drunk (Uh-huh)
I'm way too numb (Yeah, yeah)
I'm gettin' that head (Oh, oh)
This bitch goin' dumb (Oh my-Oh my)
Call your friends (Brr, brr)
They can all get in (They can all get in)
Take a ride in my Benz
Take a ride through the ends
[Pre-Chorus]
I had to sit you down to talk about it
It shows me a lot from your silence
You told all your friends that I'm violent
But you can quit the cap, know you lyin'
I had-I had to beat it up to stay inside
And your-and your tears are happiness, the way you cry
I keep a-I keep a couple Xans up in my ride
I know you want it all, but it's all mine

[Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my—
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my legs (Legs)
I can't feel my—

[Outro: OG Ron C]
Yeah, you got that real shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
It's all good, not matter what hood you in
'Preciate you, Don Toliver, ChopStars
I'm finna stand