​​​​feelings ​sgpwes (Ft. Slump6s)

[Intro: Slump6s & sgpwes]
Hitechstef
Racks, nah
Yuki Production
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Greed, wake up
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: sgpwes]
I'm sippin' on drank, I'm sippin' on syrup (Yeah)
Hop on that beat, and I'm finna kill it (Kill it)
Hop on that beat, and I'm finna drill it (Drill it)
We got an opp, and we finna spill it (Yeah)
He leavin' a pint, knowin' I'ma steal it
He cryin' to me, I don't got no feelings (Yeah)
Bitch I'm wearin' all black, I look like a villain
My money tall, it's touchin' the ceilin' (Phew)
I got the racks, it look appealin'
I got the nine, gotta conceal it
I'm still doin' Xans, bitch, I ain't healin'
Designer'ed down from head to toe (Yeah)
I'm smokin' Za' on the boat
Lil' bitch, she a not, she a joke
Pop thеse pills, feel I'm finna float

[Verse 2: Slump6s]
Pop them pills I ain't evеn know, yeah
Don't even know why I do it, yeah
I just be gettin' too booted, okay (Yeah)
All of my bitches too rude (Yeah)
I call up my shooter, he know what to do
Choppa go "Blatt", to a nigga cranium
I'm finna up the fire, then fuckin' aim at him (Yeah)
They steal the swag, yeah, that nigga savin' him
Ass turn from six to a hunnid, runnin' up nothin'
Shooters, they walk to the spot when I'm gunnin'
Hit a jugg, then I'm runnin'
Pass me the blunt (Yeah)
He finna fuck up the function
I made a bag just by rappin' 'bout dumb shit
I'm in the cut like [?], pull up and dump shit
Proud of that ho, yeah, I got that dumb bitch
Then she tried eatin' me up, like a crumb, bitch (Ha, yeah, ha)