How I Feel

[Chorus: RichAss Bran]
Remember, they riding on Martin
No key, when I push, it start it
Blue hundreds, yeah bitch, we got them
I had to find my pussy, nigga, we solve them
Zone 6 [?]
Everything I do involved me a profit
And your main bitch mouth on the toppy
MPR, YG, I swear that we solid
Yeah, and I'ma tell you how I really feel
I'm staying down till I get me a mil
You the captain? Boy, you know that ain't real
Popping Xans, so a young nigga chill
Talking nothing, but better come up with a deal
Been my dog? Nigga, keep that shit real
Sipping purple Percs straight out the seal

[Verse 1: RichAss Bran]
I gave you a hundred, what the fuck do you mean?
Good [?], bet you can't find no seed
Blowing shit up, call me Richard [?]
Niggas lying, yeah, they say they get money
Making plays and put a light through the hundred
Lowkey so the police don't know it
Raw paper or organic, I'll smoke it
Mama told me don't be no broke hustler
What they be doing come back with some money
Watch my back, staying away from crime-stopping
I'm [?] niggas 'cause I [?]
Fuck these bitches, set you up and they off you
Plotting on you, you've been doing too much talking
All black, bitch, I'm thinking 'bout robbing
Balenciaga seal clear on the wrapper
I [?] stop it
You was counting [?] pocket
MPR, YG, I swear that we solid
Hold up, wood extended clip hold a hundred
Percocet got me feeling nauseous
Whole team full of self-made bucking
You cannot stop, we ain't taking no losses
Pack gone, we ain't doing no thumping
Undercover outside, we still gonna dump them
Matter of fact, I see my young niggas serving
Doing the dash, [?], no flinching
Ain't about money? End of discussion
Secure the bag, I'm a fiend for the money
I wake up everyday, I'm always working
Got to make sure my pockets ain't hurting
Why you be flexing like that?
Bitch, I ain't do it on purpose

[Chorus: RichAss Bran]
Remember, they riding on Martin
No key, when I push, it start it
Blue hundreds, yeah bitch, we got them
I had to find my pussy, nigga, we solve them
Zone 6 [?]
Everything I do involved me a profit
And your main bitch mouth on the toppy
MPR, YG, I swear that we solid
Yeah, and I'ma tell you how I really feel
I'm staying down till I get me a mil
You the captain? Boy, you know that ain't real
Popping Xans, so a young nigga chill
Talking nothing, but better come up with a deal
Been my dog? Nigga, keep that shit real
Sipping purple Percs straight out the seal

[Verse 2: MPR Tito & RichAss Bran]
I remember on that 1'5
Made a quick twelve like dumping pies
That next jugg I hit, I'm going nuts
So I just [?]
Bought my bitch a new whip 'cause I need somebody with legit to drive
I pour up a four just to stay alive
Tom Ford on my face, make me think I'm blind
Free all my [?] that's doing time
I bought a new Rollie, don't even know the time
Ran off on the plug, ain't caused a crime
I'll fuck with the plug 'cause the bitch is fine
I ain't fucking with your niggas, you ain't one of my kind
Shout out to my niggas selling nicks and dimes
Back then, my nigga put one in your spine
Better yet, fuck that, put one in your mind

[Outro: MPR Tito]
Yeah, RichAss Brandon, man, we did it, man
Y'all know what I mean?
Keep your feet on these hating ass throats, man
Fuck these niggas, man
MONY POWR RSPT, man
Hoodrich [?], man
Woop shit, shoot shit, yeah