[Intro]
Dree the drummer
Damn all that gang shit
Yeah, we're on that gang shit
Ha, you heard
This shit get real

[Pre-Chorus: Fat Trel]
Say you wanna work one, flirt one
Put it up a skirt one
Put em in the dirt one
Hit it where it hurt
Young n***a wish you work
This shit get real

[Chorus 1: Fat Trel]
Say she wanna fuck in the back of the truck
While I roll me a blunt with the window rolled up
With my finger in her butt and a cup
Finna pop me a pill

[Chorus 2: Fat Trel]
Lets do it trill
I met a slut, I touched her butt, I copped a feel (I copped a feel)
My bitch be worried cause I’m always in the field (I’m in the field)
I'm never worried cause I always got the steal (I got the steal)
I don’t give a fuck, he don’t give a fuck
She don’t give a fuck, we don’t give a fuck
Bitch walked up like roll up
Turn around tell that bitch hold up

Bumpin that 56 nights
On the molly up 56 nights
Airpot five-fiftysix flights
And n***a had to fuck 56 dikes

Drop a bell on the scale, that work (that work)
Damn well you could tell I'm perfect (I'm perfect)
N***a sell no chick then church it
Gotta pack like n***a got verses

Got lean like a n***a got water
Got a migo bitch from the border
Got a team and I got Jordan's
Damn I would’ve fucked your daughter (mawh)

[x2]
N***a I don’t give a fuck, n***a whats up
N***a die right now, n***a good luck
I’m the only n***a, hold up hood up
We could fuck right now, bitch what's up
[Pre-Hook]
Say you wanna work one, flirt one
Put it up a skirt one
Put em in the dirt one
Hit it where it hurt
Young n***a wish you work
This shit get real

[Hook]
Say she wanna fuck in the back of the truck
While I roll me a blunt with the window rolled up
With my finger in her butt and a cup
Finna pop me a pill

[Chorus]
Lets do it trill
I met a slut, I touched her butt, I copped a feel (I copped a feel)
My bitch be worried cause I’m always in the field (I’m in the field)
I'm never worried cause I always got the steal (I got the steal)

[Boosa]
Pulled up n***a no slowed up
N***a paid mine, get burnt up
Higher than the bitch, no low fare
Even though I got shit real, no joking
I dont fuck with n***as, if a n***a ain't real
Bitch pulling up finna cop me a feel
I ain't with the talk, when I got that steal
Posting on my block, I get it how I live
Got 60 bank cuz I got two kids
I ain't gunna stop till I set a couple mil
Couple real n***as, bad bitches in the feel
Fuck the police cuz I only shoot to kill
Even in jail, come up with a pill
Fuck the police cuz I only shoot to kill
Even in jail, come up with a pill
Let n***as know this shit for real
This shit for real
For all my n***as in the feel (We in the feel)
We pop a pill
We cop a feel, fuck your bitch
Thats how I feel

[Pre-Hook]
Say you wanna work one, flirt one
Put it up a skirt one
Put em in the dirt one
Hit it where it hurt
Young n***a wish you work
This shit get real

[Hook]
Say she wanna fuck in the back of the truck
While I roll me a blunt with the window rolled up
With my finger in her butt and a cup
Finna pop me a pill

[Chorus]
Lets do it trill
I met a slut, I touched her butt, I copped a feel (I copped a feel)
My bitch be worried cause I’m always in the field (I’m in the field)
I'm never worried cause I always got the steal (I got the steal)

Thats how I feel