Me and Tune just got two twin Ferraris
(Like f**k the ceilings)
Two ounces in my double cup
(This s**t gon' kill me)
F**k yo feelings, f**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings
F**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings
F**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings, f**k yo feelings
F**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings Forget yo feelings
Yo, b**h, I signed my section point, I'm with them n**s (yeah)
Is that Drizzy b**h? (Yeah) I'm with Nicki like (Yeah)
And these b**s be tellin' they n**s I'm crazy
Don't f**k with that n**a, he went at Jay-Z
Then he went at Curtis, now he Patrick Swayze
That mean that every night I got your b**h in my section
I do it at Liv and I do it at Toxic
Do it at supper, I do it at dream
No we ain't at Houston, but I got that Rocket, go!
And I'm feelin' nice, somebody mixed my pills right
And I'm gettin' all this money, and its f**d up Trinidad lost his deal right
No Ceilings! Got the drophead for my children
Dr. Dre just made a billion!
And he sent me to tell all you n**s man f**k yo feelings
F**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings, f**k yo feelings
F**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings F**k yo feelings
Any b**h that I'm with, she just hop in the whip and she get an upgrade
Pimpin' is pimpin', I make a commission, make that p**y pay
My d**k like a chopper, I load it then c**k it then bust on your face
We know that you p**y my n**a, we know you ain't catchin' no fades
Bulletproof windows is tinted, my n**a, while all your s**t rented
You should rent it from me, cause I crash as soon as I spin it
House party bring all the b**s
Don't bump the DJ my n**a
You really care 'bout this b**h
My d**k all up in your feelings
F**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings, f**k yo feelings
F**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings F**k yo feelings
Started with documents, reincarnated Pac and Big
How do you think I got your b**h?
I am 2Pacalypse, got more winners than Popovich
Yeah my b**h will pop a b**h
Pull up like skerrt! Now your b**h out her skirt
(N**a f**k yo feelings)
I made her twerk now she selling my work
(N**a f**k yo feelings)
Started with Hannah Montana h**s
Now I'm f**n' all of Nick Cannon h**s
I made her go down down baby
But I don't speak no country grammar though
I got the antidote
I know some Fruit town n**s that'll bust your head like cantaloupe
You pull out your camera my cannon blow
2014 Hannibal, lil n**a f**k yo feelings
F**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings, f**k yo feelings
F**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings F**k yo feelings
F**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings, n**a f**k yo feelings F**k yo feelings, f**k yo feelings, yeah
I f**k yo b**s, I f**k yo b**s, yeah
F**k yo n**s, n**a, f**k yo n**s, yeah
F**k them n**s, f**k them n**s, chopper
F**k them n**s, f**k them n**s, yeah
Soo Woo!
