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About That

 

About That

(album: Virtuoso - 2023)


They wrote me off, I ain't write back though. That's the problem. I ain't write back, let's go.

Yeah, yeah
How the hell am I supposed to feel about that?
Yeah, yeah
How the hell am I supposed to feel about that?
Yeah
How the hell am I supposed to feel about that?
How the hell am I supposed to feel about that?

Two double cupping me, yeah, I be feeling like that, yeah
Hellcat need another hundred worth of gas, finna fill up nigga, I be right back
And this exotic, I'm finna light that, it be sounding like, where the mic at?
We hit Prada, don't know what I might get, bad bitch like, where do I get?
20 grand gone and I don't know nothing, but I do know I like neck
Bitch want a bag and I'm yelling, not yet
Give me top first, I don't like yet, not yet
Give me cat and a red hellcat
I get lap when I'm landing, yep, sound like yep, yippie, yep
It's a sweet Aromatic, yeah

Yeah, yeah
How the hell am I supposed to feel about that?
Yeah
How the hell am I supposed to feel about that?
Yeah
How the hell am I supposed to feel about that?
How the hell am I supposed to feel about that?

How I'm supposed to feel about my niggas getting killed?
While I was out of town and doing time for doing deals
When you was out of jail and you ain't get behind the wheel
It's been five long years, you ain't pop shit but a pill
How I'm supposed to feel about a nigga sending threats?
When you can send a killer, shit get real, you send a check
How I'm supposed to feel about a nigga with some rank
When a lil' kid a kill him, cause a nigga think he next
How I'm supposed to feel a lil' drain off of the cane
When they cutting it with Fentanyl, can't even numb the pain
How I'm supposed to feel this baddie pussy if she nodding off
Know I'm sober now but I ain't never been as high as y'all
AR with the tits at me, yo necklace feel like Mardi Gras
How my bitch feel just like Halle Berry in that Monster Ball
Nigga go to prison, she let anybody knock her off
Fuck how you feel about this soldier sign bitch, this is not a cross

Yeah, yeah
How the
Hell am I supposed to feel about that?
Yeah
How the hell am I supposed to feel about that?
Yeah
How the hell am I supposed to feel about that?
How the hell am I supposed to feel about that?

done

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