Fuc Yo’ Feelinz

[Intro: Erik Lee]
Yeah, mm, yee-yah, uh
Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh
Erik Lee

[Verse 1: Erik Lee]
Racin' to the top a spiral staircase (pew)
The opps is three floors down, I lean and let it rain
My route self-made, I can't complain (500)
My [?] back [?] get love, I bring the pain (pain)
Couldn't imagine our verbiage would reach the surface
Out to sea, thousand teeth, and you taste perfect
Fuck the smoke, Long Beach, we closin' curtains
It hurts me more than it hurts you, but you deserve it
I should've been bow-legged, 'cause my knees and nuts are too close
You get a Brazilian wax, 'cause clitoris skin got new growth (hahaha)
Pass that shit, let me get too toast
I pull up in muscle, he hit switches on spokes
His alias Anthem, not OG André
The west is a battle zone and you'll be entrée (snacks)
I'm back blastin' off, ignore God's sake
That ammunition plays Kavanaugh, and it beats the case
I been in the abyss with the authentic Crips
And my Blood homies is animals, ready to bust those clips
I'm not a banger but gangster is what I represent
I hold it down for my C, so they never [?] pick 'Rik [?]

[Chorus: Erik Lee]
Erik Lee, et cetera
Gangsta lean impeccable
'Bout his green, bro, let him go
Head on a swivel, need no scope
Cut your bungee, bro
Hundred percent one to your nose
This the west, you can't neglect this, we who run the globe
I'm realer, chasin' billions, fuck your feelings (talk to 'em)
No ceilings, just victims seen in my vision
Don't hold back, tap to submission
Undisputed facts on what's been missin'

[Verse 2: Big Tray Deee]
Machine in motion, lyrics and the pistol explosive
Most ferocious vocals overdosin' with coldness
Fa'sho, it's the hardest, G-style is flawless
Livin' life lawless, all marks I target
Clip fat, kick back, ammo at your six-pack
Fit you with a shit bag, cripple or you get back
Crippin'? Yeah, I'm with that, clappin' on the strizz-nap
Think I only spit raps? Better check the fizz-nacts
Felon since eleven, at twelve I was reppin'
Thirteen, I was jackin' with a 20-gauge weapon
Done it all, none of y'all rappers as official
Whistle when it sizzle, niggas come in spittin' missiles
Fully with the friction, dismissin' opposition
Dismantle your division, sparkin' off at the ignition
General, Original Gangsta that's un-bendable
Vicious individual: fuck you, no subliminals

[Chorus: Erik Lee]
Ooh, he et cetera
Gangsta lean impeccable
'Bout his green, bro, let him go
Head on a swivel, need no scope
Cut your bungee, bro
Hundred percent one to your nose
This the west, you can't neglect this, we who run the globe
I'm realer, chasin' billions, fuck your feelings
No ceilings, just victims seen in my vision
Don't hold back, tap to submission
Undisputed facts on what's been missin'

[Outro: Big Tray Deee]
Yeah, fuck you
You hatin', spectatin' dirtball piece of shit
I don't give a fuck
You can talk about me, despise me, wish me the worst
Just smile when you see me, you bitch
I know your stomach hurt, you hungry motherfucker
Eat a dick and die
Certified