Know I've been runnin' in and out of your head
Hard to tell if you miss me
The feelin' of feelin' baby it's got me so dead
Wanna know if you feel me
Drop
Bass
Yeah I wanna know
Yeah I wanna know
Yeah I wanna know about another nigga standing ten toes
With a car full of hoes but he bout his figures
Hold up hoe lemme count my digits
Apple iPhone need to bring back minutes
So I can tell these hoes don't blow my phone
So I can tell these niggas just leave me lone
Oh i'm gettin' hyped just changed my tone
I'm really like a Mad Max nigga type of nigga go to high mats
He gon' f*ck around and stab some nigga, jigga
Bad boy but I'm like a Baghdad hitter
Bag boy heard he brought the bad bag with him
You don't wanna see me off the black ass liquor
Like what's the ticket got a bag that's bigger
What's his face, I'ma smack that nigga
Worried bout dollars not followers
I know a couple of bitches some swaollwers
Come give me some mada Hakuna Matatata
You don't want no problems my gun it go gratata
The feelings I felt I don't even feel none of em
Everyone leavin' is lookin' I'm troublesome
Niggas and bitches, I don't need not one of em
Ex,s and ex friends they'll always be running from
The One of One
Know I've been runnin' in and out of your head
Hard to tell if you miss me
The feelin' of feelin' baby it's got me so dead
Wanna know if you feel me
Drop
Bass
Hold up na f*ck that shit
All of them bitches yea f*ck that shit
Old ass niggas now f*ck them bitches
Peel back his head like ozone layers
It was 05 know I had the all gold razr
Now I got the green beam laser
And I'm on doughnut touch gone glaze him
Renny don't clutch just bust or fade him
You's a lil' itty bitty hoe
Skin look young but that ass look grown
I can break your back, let me fix my tone
All I wanna know if I can bring you home
Mute my ringtone
All these freak bitches wanna blow my phone
Wanna blow my dome but not blow my dome
Tell her right there, don't move, all throat
In and out of your head
I'm really tryna get in and out of your bed
Cause I don't feel shit, but I do feel sex
Girl don't be stupid, know you seen my text
That's right, that's right
Last time I checked
I'm the same nigga comin' up, that's next
That God done blessed grew out my nest
I'm the same nigga rent free in your head
Know I've been runnin' in and out of your head
Hard to tell if you miss me
The feelin' of feelin' baby it's got me so dead
Wanna know if you feel me
Drop
Bass
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Know I've been runnin' in and out of your head
Hard to tell if you miss me
The feelin' of feelin' baby it's got me so dead
Wanna know if you feel me
Drop
Bass
Yeah I wanna know
Yeah I wanna know
Yeah I wanna know about another nigga standing ten toes
With a car full of hoes but he bout his figures
Hold up hoe lemme count my digits
Apple iPhone need to bring back minutes
So I can tell these hoes don't blow my phone
So I can tell these niggas just leave me lone
Oh i'm gettin' hyped just changed my tone
I'm really like a Mad Max nigga type of nigga go to high mats
He gon' f*ck around and stab some nigga, jigga
Bad boy but I'm like a Baghdad hitter
Bag boy heard he brought the bad bag with him
You don't wanna see me off the black ass liquor
Like what's the ticket got a bag that's bigger
What's his face, I'ma smack that nigga
Worried bout dollars not followers
I know a couple of bitches some swaollwers
Come give me some mada Hakuna Matatata
You don't want no problems my gun it go gratata
The feelings I felt I don't even feel none of em
Everyone leavin' is lookin' I'm troublesome
Niggas and bitches, I don't need not one of em
Ex,s and ex friends they'll always be running from
The One of One
Know I've been runnin' in and out of your head
Hard to tell if you miss me
The feelin' of feelin' baby it's got me so dead
Wanna know if you feel me
Drop
Bass
Hold up na f*ck that shit
All of them bitches yea f*ck that shit
Old ass niggas now f*ck them bitches
Peel back his head like ozone layers
It was 05 know I had the all gold razr
Now I got the green beam laser
And I'm on doughnut touch gone glaze him
Renny don't clutch just bust or fade him
You's a lil' itty bitty hoe
Skin look young but that ass look grown
I can break your back, let me fix my tone
All I wanna know if I can bring you home
Mute my ringtone
All these freak bitches wanna blow my phone
Wanna blow my dome but not blow my dome
Tell her right there, don't move, all throat
In and out of your head
I'm really tryna get in and out of your bed
Cause I don't feel shit, but I do feel sex
Girl don't be stupid, know you seen my text
That's right, that's right
Last time I checked
I'm the same nigga comin' up, that's next
That God done blessed grew out my nest
I'm the same nigga rent free in your head
Know I've been runnin' in and out of your head
Hard to tell if you miss me
The feelin' of feelin' baby it's got me so dead
Wanna know if you feel me
Drop
Bass
Hard to tell if you miss me
The feelin' of feelin' baby it's got me so dead
Wanna know if you feel me
Drop
Bass
Yeah I wanna know
Yeah I wanna know
Yeah I wanna know about another nigga standing ten toes
With a car full of hoes but he bout his figures
Hold up hoe lemme count my digits
Apple iPhone need to bring back minutes
So I can tell these hoes don't blow my phone
So I can tell these niggas just leave me lone
Oh i'm gettin' hyped just changed my tone
I'm really like a Mad Max nigga type of nigga go to high mats
He gon' f*ck around and stab some nigga, jigga
Bad boy but I'm like a Baghdad hitter
Bag boy heard he brought the bad bag with him
You don't wanna see me off the black ass liquor
Like what's the ticket got a bag that's bigger
What's his face, I'ma smack that nigga
Worried bout dollars not followers
I know a couple of bitches some swaollwers
Come give me some mada Hakuna Matatata
You don't want no problems my gun it go gratata
The feelings I felt I don't even feel none of em
Everyone leavin' is lookin' I'm troublesome
Niggas and bitches, I don't need not one of em
Ex,s and ex friends they'll always be running from
The One of One
Know I've been runnin' in and out of your head
Hard to tell if you miss me
The feelin' of feelin' baby it's got me so dead
Wanna know if you feel me
Drop
Bass
Hold up na f*ck that shit
All of them bitches yea f*ck that shit
Old ass niggas now f*ck them bitches
Peel back his head like ozone layers
It was 05 know I had the all gold razr
Now I got the green beam laser
And I'm on doughnut touch gone glaze him
Renny don't clutch just bust or fade him
You's a lil' itty bitty hoe
Skin look young but that ass look grown
I can break your back, let me fix my tone
All I wanna know if I can bring you home
Mute my ringtone
All these freak bitches wanna blow my phone
Wanna blow my dome but not blow my dome
Tell her right there, don't move, all throat
In and out of your head
I'm really tryna get in and out of your bed
Cause I don't feel shit, but I do feel sex
Girl don't be stupid, know you seen my text
That's right, that's right
Last time I checked
I'm the same nigga comin' up, that's next
That God done blessed grew out my nest
I'm the same nigga rent free in your head
Know I've been runnin' in and out of your head
Hard to tell if you miss me
The feelin' of feelin' baby it's got me so dead
Wanna know if you feel me
Drop
Bass
Writer: Nigel Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid