Fat Trel
How U Feel
(ain't no more lean)
Give a fuck bout the next n***a
I get money for real
I met that pussy on Ocean Drive
I gave dat pussy a pill
It's 50 shots in da Mac clip
It's either kill or be killed
I got da pot doing backflips
My paper like somebody momma left me a will
I'm foreal my n***a do what you feel
Cuz rich n***as they goin do what they feel
Can't fold, Lips closed they sealed..
And since I'm rich she let me cop me a feel
We rich n***as we goin do what we feel..

(Verse 1)
I come from the city where it's no pity
N***as walking wit hand choppas and 100s of 50s
Deese n***as bitches
Call dey momma tell her come & get em
It's either that or shoot him ,shoot whoever wit him
Hope Lord forgive me
I'm soo silly , No he prolly won't
She say she love you let me fuck dat mean she prolly don't
Dat thot was shown
It was known from the get-go
From the jump come meet me at da Citgo
I got da pump
All deese n***as wan run wit us
So it's obvious the see dat we is number 1
And I ain't fucking wit a freak unless it's 3 of us
One sucking
One fucking while I'm rolling up
(Chorus)

I Give a fuck bout the next n***a
I get money for real
I met that pussy on Ocean Drive (I met dat pussy on Ocean)
I gave dat pussy a pill (She just popped her a pill)
It's 50 shots in da Mac clip (It's 50 shots in the BOW!)
It's either kill or be killed
I got da pot doing backflips
My paper like somebody momma left me a will
I'm foreal my n***a do what you feel (What you feel)
Cuz rich n***as they goin do what they feel
Can't fold,Lips closed they sealed..
And since I'm rich she let me cop me a feel
We rich n***as we goin do what we feel

(Verse 2)

In the Jungle wit Gorillas
Eating pussies for dinner