Feltz Artist - f**in' Problems lyrics

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Feltz Artist - f**in' Problems lyrics

(Feltz - Hook) I love all my b**hes, thats my f**ing problem But if i have to pay, I'm gunna have to rob em Were dressed in all black walking gotham Guitar out like were having rocking And if you got the mary then were get it popping And i guarantee were have your head nodding Even when i die i won't be stopping And if your with your goons, ill be with my goblins (Feltz - Verse 1) And were be drinking success out of are goblet #SWIR make that's a trending topic If you want that weed better know i got it Trigger finger itchy don't make me pop it Just like hq you know i lock it If your talking sh**, i suggest you stop it If you ain't tried it, then i wouldn't knock it Huarache huarache you know i cop it And the hood know who they eating on Talked about a threesome then i got a threesome on I swear they don't know who they beefing on Eye through the hole like a peeping tom And you know where we belong And we had to bring the weed along Why the f** you stunting for? Going ham ill be getting more (Feltz - Hook) I love all my b**hes, thats my f**ing problem But if i have to pay, I'm gunna have to rob em Were dressed in all black walking gotham Guitar out like were having rocking And if you got the mary then were get it popping And i guarantee were have your head nodding Even when i die i won't be stopping And if your with your goons, ill be with my goblins (Feltz - Verse 2) Air forces one's, i don't do dunks I smoke weed, i don't do drunk Smoking on the puffiest skunk Blunts the size of elephant trunks Ill rather f** a girl that is a rookie Then are relationship crumbles like a cookie Bets on me ill be the bookie I'm always getting nookie Don't drink but I'm popping the cryst-al Bullet in her mouth after she deals with the pistol Got fans from margate to bristol I cans till keep it plain and simple Smoking that cali, driving in the cadi Listening to clixx, hold tight kadi You think your cool acting like a baddy Your misses still calls me the daddy And you know them rims be lexani And ill be flexing on these hoes getting punani And all I'm thinking of is money And you know my team keep it cruddy I can't hear her like the mac 10 Silencer, you know i suppress them I ain't try'na impress them But look how I'm dressing Give me the keys to the chevy Man ill be moving heavy Cooking 36 ounces getting sweaty My haters soon see me on tele Paranoid with 72 o's in the rover F3LTZYY AKA the white SOSA Got fans from cumbria to dover Smoking on gas no nova I do my b**h up like monte carlo People thinking i won't do shows Man i believe I'm going to blow I can't wait till have all the dough If were talking rims then I'm sitting on dubs Im a chelsea supporter, shout my club Smoking on weed, that ain't a drug b**hes i don't want to breed, bring the rubs (Feltz - Hook) I love all my b**hes, thats my f**ing problem But if i have to pay, I'm gunna have to rob em Were dressed in all black walking gotham Guitar out like were having rocking And if you got the mary then were get it popping And i guarantee were have your head nodding Even when i die i won't be stopping And if your with your goons, ill be with my goblins [finished]