(Feltz)
All your see is Weed, b**hes & bottles
I'm about to full throttle
Getting high in the space shuttle
That b**h she needs a muzzle
Cos she all about the head
No GK when sh** gets dread
Now come hand over that bread
Got my hands all over her breast
Man, I'm cutting up the zeds
Ill k** you why your napping in bed
I never talk to the feds
The hood boys on the peds
And money is all i chase
I love the queens face
I get it everyday
Rest in piece to JAY
Never drink, but i got bottles in the place
Only have one girl sit on my face
No worries I'm up in space
When she s** dick she says her grace
I lick p**y, like i lick my plate
I don't give a f**, you can hate
I'm use to it, do you get me mate
Most of you b**h boys are fake
And my team on a f**ing wave
With the twins we going cray
Suit on like I've gone to pray
In the park like I've gone to play
Tried to up my speed like sway
Man you know I'm on my way
No food on the tre
We save ammo we don't smoke it away
But we smoking on the ammo haze
Yogi man getting in the faze
7 gram zoot in the place
I am high, out of my face
Take off going to space
Weed, b**hes and bottles is what we take
She wants my milk, ima make her shake
I might f** her to some drake
I'm on one, hell yeah f** right
I'm the bed bug, and i do bite
She got EnJ, I've got sprite
But she don't have a chaser so i lick her all night
I don't give to f**s
Her toung is on my nuts
My hands be on her cups
I don't a**ociate with s*uts
I only deal with them bad girls
Like welcome to james's world
Like errrm whose james feltz?
Ohh, thats my name by the way
And my names never gunna fade away
Raybans on, put the shade away
Redeye 24 the high always stays
Two sets of twins, we going double kray
Versace versace versace versace
Thats the make
F3LTZYY, Yogi, Pollit and Jake
Weed, b**hes and Bottles in the place
My whole f**ing team in the place
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