How I’m Feeling lyrics

[Intro]
Big BAK, uh, uh
Ooh, sh*t

[Chorus]
Big BAK, like what the f*ck?
n*gga talkin' 'bout robbin' me, n*gga robbin' who? Better know this fully tucked (This fully tucked, b*tch)
My b*tch so bad, she say that Lulu trash
Like, f*ck all the bullsh*t, I'm finna throw some True Religion on her ass (True Religion)
If you say it's f*ck me, it's f*ck you, that's just how I'm feelin' (That's just how I'm feelin')
I'd rather tuck your ice 'cause that's what I like when I turn to the Gremlin (Don't get me started)
We could've got away but lil' Cee was just drivin' too slow (Drivin' too slow)
I'm from the city where n*ggas gon hate, screamin' f*ck all the opps, drop a five and a four (Drop a five and a four)

[Verse 1]
Go to the back, should've locked that door
Off the drank, this my third cup in one day, still want some more (Third cup in one day, want some more)
On the papers but ain't no goofy, still surrounded with the pole (Blrrd, blrrd)
n*ggas say they was solid, told (Told)
Tryna get high, tell twin roll (Roll)
Anything get took from me, I ain't on the net, tryna take a soul (Tryna take a soul)
Tryna get sh*t smacked
I heard you know the n*gga that shot your brother and still ain't go get back (Still ain't go get back)
This a KRISS Vect' on my Glock, I don't do regulars, that sh*t wack (That sh*t wack)
I'ma slide inside the Durango
He pullin' up to the spot tryna look for his b*tch but not knowin' that's the gang ho (Not knowin' that's the gang ho, damn)
[Chorus]
Big BAK, like what the f*ck?
n*gga talkin' 'bout robbin' me, n*gga robbin' who? Better know this fully tucked (This fully tucked, b*tch)
My b*tch so bad, she say that Lulu trash
Like, f*ck all the bullsh*t, I'm finna throw some True Religion on her ass (True Religion)
If you say it's f*ck me, it's f*ck you, that's just how I'm feelin' (That's just how I'm feelin')
I'd rather tuck your ice 'cause that's what I like when I turn to the Gremlin (Don't get me started)
We could've got away but lil' Cee was just drivin' too slow
I'm from the city where n*ggas gon hate, screamin' f*ck all the opps, drop a five and a four (Drop a five and a four)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, I'm booted up, I'm goin' off hella drugs, that bih retarded
Catch me at the function, I'm outside ski'd up, don't do no party (Don't do no party)
Oh, she gon' think I don't know, I'ma hit it all night and by the morning out the door (I'm talkin' 'bout out it)
Buyin' that b*tch some Gucci and Louis not knowin' that ho get around
Plug say he need 'bows and sh*t, take a trip out of town (Out of town)
Ayy, he just jumped in, don't know no better (Don't know no better)
I spent like ten racks on sweaters
Next trip, catch me at Coachella
Boy, you soft just like a feather

[Outro]
Big BAK
Ayy, damn
Ayy, damn
Hmm, come on