Feeling rude Lyrics – Fourteendays
Singer: Fourteendays
Title: Feeling rude
I got {?} on my jeans, throw them bands up
You rockin’ fila with the preme
Get your swag up
Heard your girlfriend talk {?}
And i keep a {?} for the weapon
Ay, shawty say i’m rude when i step in
Cus’ i got it on my #ss for protection
And i got it out the mud, i count my blessings
Hit you like a trickshot off of highrise
Got a 7 killstreak now there’s some dead guys
Shawty lookin’ at my face, she like my green eyes
You ain’t v, you ain’t rude
You ain’t one of mine
True religion fiendin’ {?}
Gucci, louis , fendi belts, i got all kinds
I got all kinds
I got all kinds (this is a virtualworld exclusivе)
Rips on my jeans, stains on my tee
I-i jus-i just downed a yerb, еverybody know i’m geeked
When i wake up with no pants, count a band, brush my teeth
When i wake up, stack my bands, go to bed then repeat
Said she boring in the bed but with me she a freak
Whippin’ foreigns again, fourteen vip
I’m a pop star when i walk out
I just hit the atm and i burn that sh#t down
Everybody stealin’ swag, i don’t do no hand-outs
Girl, come and get your man, he be all on my clout
I got rocks up in my jeans, yeah, baby 10 thou
All these thotties hit my phone, i don’t wanna chat now
Everybody hit my line, tell me what is that ’bout
I don’t beef it over discord, bro just pop out
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