Big L.C.T. - Barry Bonds Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Whoop!

I've been feelin' like a God
Doing drugs like Barry Bonds
Got some crazy girlies on me
Weston had to get 'em off
I got Evince on the prod
Ain't a chance that we could stop
You ain't f*ckin' with my dawgs
Bitch you know I'm f*ckin' on, yeah
I've been feelin' like a God
Doing drugs like Barry Bonds
Got some crazy girlies on me
Weston had to get 'em off
I got Evince on the prod
Ain't a chance that we could stop
You ain't f*ckin' with my dawgs
Bitch you know I'm f*ckin' on, yeah

Matty on my team
He done keep me close to God
Every time I think I'm slippin'
Makin' sure I don't fall off
And Tyler got my back
Even when I'm actin' dumb
And I'm drunk and off the yack
Makin' sure that I ain't
Slippin' off the map
Bus a blondie in from Buffalo to smash
She was actin' up so I sent her back
Girls been messin' with me
Throwin' me off track
So I had to cut 'em off
Grab my boys and hit the lab
I'm not great at this
But should do the math
Milli plays last year
Countin' racks
I get W's and
You keep gettin' lapped
I met Arizona Zervas
Now I'm only living facts
That's a fact? That's a fact
Matter of fact
You should check prolly the stats
I got Bennett in the back
He stayin' strapped
(Stayin' strapped, Stayin' strapped)
You-You-You should prolly
Watch your back
Don't you worry
Pretty soon I'm up to bat

I've been feelin' like a God
Doing drugs like Barry Bonds
Got some crazy girlies on me
Weston had to get 'em off
I got Evince on the prod
Ain't a chance that we could stop
You ain't f*ckin' with my dawgs
Bitch you know I'm f*ckin' on, yeah
I've been feelin' like a God
Doing drugs like Barry Bonds
Got some crazy girlies on me
Weston had to get 'em off
I got Evince on the prod
Ain't a chance that we could stop
You ain't f*ckin' with my dawgs
Bitch you know I'm f*ckin' on, yeah

If I keep acting like this
Guess it ain't an act?
Maybe this is just me
And you just gettin' mad?
Pretty boy been doin numbers
Like he's bad
Will Scott done picked us up
And we head to Nathan's pad
And that's a wrap
I sniff white
And then my vision goes to black
I get drunk
And turn them cigarettes to ash
Bought an ounce
I've been smokin' through the bag
Grab a mike, drop a track
And then I count my money fast
She gone bounce it for me
Just because I rap
She gone do some things
She'll never tell her dad
Back it up
Girl I shouldn't have to ask
Used to hit it missionary
Now I hit it from the back
And I'm never goin' back
My shorty's mixed
Man I'm never goin' back
It's too good
Man I'm never goin' back
But let's be honest man
I'm prolly goin' back!
Goin' back!

I've been feelin' like a God
Doing drugs like Barry Bonds
Got some crazy girlies on me
Weston had to get 'em off
I got Evince on the prod
Ain't a chance that we could stop
You ain't f*ckin' with my dawgs
Bitch you know I'm f*ckin' on, yeah
I've been feelin' like a God
Doing drugs like Barry Bonds
Got some crazy girlies on me
Weston had to get 'em off
I got Evince on the prod
Ain't a chance that we could stop
You ain't f*ckin' with my dawgs
Bitch you know I'm f*ckin' on, yeah