Feel My Bass

Too much coke in the flow got the fans like "I can't feel my face" Too much dick in her pussy got her like "I can't feel my waist" One sec, HeavyTrackerz, what the fuck? I can't feel my bass Fire in the tongue went and killed my taste Replace who? Do you wanna feel my rage? A house burglar couldn't steal my place I'm a true realist, trill's my name No gun but a bitch tryna steal my brains Man, Hoover's Dam couldn't kill my wave No facials but I've got boxes on my face Wanna test me? I ain't gotta cover my page Only dumb breddas would wanna steal my grace HeavyTrackerz, what the fuck? I can't feel my bass So which gang's hyping? The last crew that thought they were on top Held 7th, went Man United You asking "why's P smiling?" Cause a girl said that she don't drink She was in the bedroom, still whining I thought he was being on a hype ting But he acted like he came out the closet While I was in her one, hiding Hang on, wait You know what I'm gonna say, init What the fuck? Why can't I feel my bass? When I can shot beef, blud, it's an on sight ting I wouldn't even have to get struck by lightning It's a shoot back in the sky ting Cover up and say you died while hiking Pull over your whip while they expect the yard That's a rifle, who the fuck said hitchhiking? My bullet's doing all the writing You was your belly with that guy in Now your short life needs rewriting When I press on these family genes, I ain't ironing Clothes dotted, looking like aliens On top of that, man are hopping out the spaceship, firing I've got 'em like "I can't feel my face" Too much dick in her pussy got her like "I can't feel my waist"