IM FEELIN IT by T-Trap (Rap) Lyrics
[Verse 1: T Trap]
Told her ass to shut up
Only here to get my nut up
If you're talkin' to my mom, she'll probably tell you I'm a fuck up, aye
Double cup
Never clean
What the fuck is sobriety?
Number one on her friend list
Now she covered all in my semen
And I do not give a flying shit
About a crying bitch or her boyfriend
Like "Fuck hoes" they annoyin'
Give 'em dick appointments
I'm a disappointment
Depressed everyday like a bitch
I need a blunt
I need some weed
Get my head right with a little chronic
And she came up to me askin' "Why my boyfriend got that baby dick?"
I fucked that bitch and passed that hoe just like we playin' Madden
Lookin' at my life like, "What the hell just even happened?"
From that weird white kid to a fuckin' savage
Cannabis in my fuckin' blunt, bitch
Take a couple hits and I promise that you'll feel it
Aye
[Interlude: Spongebob Squarepants and Patrick Star]
Are you feelin' it now, Mr. Krabs? Are you feelin' it?
I'm feelin' it, Spongebob
[Verse 2: T Trap]
NIKE sweatpants, hoe you know I just do it
If you ain't got shit to say, shut your mouth you're fuckin' stupid
I am so damn high
I am higher than the roof is
I control your bitch like I'm mother fucking Cupid, aye
I don't really fuck with a fake who
[?] it up with a [?], ooh
Your bitch love my dick, aye
She cop feels like LBJ, okay
Like, I don't really fuck with a fake who
[?] it up with a [?], ooh
Your bitch love my dick
She cop feels like LBJ, okay
Like ten Gs
As a fuckin' OG
Smoke so much like I wanna fuckin' OD
LSD
Or the lean
Hit me up in the beams
And my weed so green
[?]
Cut a bitch off, yeah my heart cold as shit
Give her dick once and forgot that I did
Smoke [?]
We pay for my Timbs like I'm fuckin' satan
Bitch
Ooh, I'm sorry I did not mean to offend you
Talk behind my back, but to my face there ain't a issue
Like, how she suck my dick and then she turn around and kiss you?
If you really 'bout it, put I bullet in my temple, bitch
Told her ass to shut up
Only here to get my nut up
If you're talkin' to my mom, she'll probably tell you I'm a fuck up, aye
Double cup
Never clean
What the fuck is sobriety?
Number one on her friend list
Now she covered all in my semen
And I do not give a flying shit
About a crying bitch or her boyfriend
Like "Fuck hoes" they annoyin'
Give 'em dick appointments
I'm a disappointment
Depressed everyday like a bitch
I need a blunt
I need some weed
Get my head right with a little chronic
And she came up to me askin' "Why my boyfriend got that baby dick?"
I fucked that bitch and passed that hoe just like we playin' Madden
Lookin' at my life like, "What the hell just even happened?"
From that weird white kid to a fuckin' savage
Cannabis in my fuckin' blunt, bitch
Take a couple hits and I promise that you'll feel it
Aye
[Interlude: Spongebob Squarepants and Patrick Star]
Are you feelin' it now, Mr. Krabs? Are you feelin' it?
I'm feelin' it, Spongebob
[Verse 2: T Trap]
NIKE sweatpants, hoe you know I just do it
If you ain't got shit to say, shut your mouth you're fuckin' stupid
I am so damn high
I am higher than the roof is
I control your bitch like I'm mother fucking Cupid, aye
I don't really fuck with a fake who
[?] it up with a [?], ooh
Your bitch love my dick, aye
She cop feels like LBJ, okay
Like, I don't really fuck with a fake who
[?] it up with a [?], ooh
Your bitch love my dick
She cop feels like LBJ, okay
Like ten Gs
As a fuckin' OG
Smoke so much like I wanna fuckin' OD
LSD
Or the lean
Hit me up in the beams
And my weed so green
[?]
Cut a bitch off, yeah my heart cold as shit
Give her dick once and forgot that I did
Smoke [?]
We pay for my Timbs like I'm fuckin' satan
Bitch
Ooh, I'm sorry I did not mean to offend you
Talk behind my back, but to my face there ain't a issue
Like, how she suck my dick and then she turn around and kiss you?
If you really 'bout it, put I bullet in my temple, bitch