Artist: Yella Beezy Album: Lite Work Vol II (Mixtape) Song: Cuz I Feel Like It Typed by: AZ Lyrics I just bought me a new whip because I feel like it I just stained my teeth with lean, them bitches still icy You must think I won't beat that pack out but I'm still Tyson These niggas tryna cock block on me, bitches still like it I just fucked on that lil bitch because I feel like it How you say you gettin' money, your sacks is still shiesty I put designer on my bitch and she get real feisty Medusa head up in Versace, have me real righteous I threw some dollars on my mama 'cause I feel like it Finna get her a Birkin bag, yeah they real pricey Hey, hey, bitch I stay fresh just like Irish spread I stay slowed up, I sip a lot of lean I just poured up a deuce in a lot of drink Might have the seal count, talked to a lot of drinks Taliban, Taliban, just like a Taliban Just got the oil in, nigga like a Taliban Knocked off the Bentley nigga and I just got a Benz No eggs in the pan nigga, I'ma have to throw it in You talk that money talk, you gon' have to show me then Keep askin' 'bout a bitch so you must gotta know her then This nigga got me crackin' up, I swear I'm tryna hold it in Knocked the bitch awhile down just like a bowling pin I just bought me a car, the bitches all on my dick Yeah I'm throwed like a motherfucker, can tell I spit I make hits like a nunchuck, I'm Bruce Lee in this bitch Have to stay from these bloodsuckers and get on my shit I just bought me a new whip because I feel like it I just stained my teeth with lean, them bitches still icy You must think I won't beat that pack out but I'm still Tyson These niggas tryna cock block on me, bitches still like it I just fucked on that lil bitch because I feel like it How you say you gettin' money, your sacks is still shiesty I put designer on my bitch and she get real feisty Medusa head up in Versace, have me real righteous I got that money, check Give bands to my mama, check Crips and blue hundreds, check These haters get punished, check Yeah I had to run up a check These bitches be lookin' a mess Your chick can get tooken, oh yes These niggas be woofin' Yeah that's on the set cause, you can get wet cause These niggas be talkin', say yeah that's a bet cause I make a mess cause, makin' lil threats cause? Check 'cause a nigga done messed up No alphabets but you will get F'd up Tryna come test us, in all black dressed up Nigga I'm all 'bout a check And all of my problems get checked These bitches gon' swallow, check Where the lean in the bottle, check Yeah I had to run up a check These bitches be lookin' a mess Your chick can get tooken, oh yes These niggas be woofin' I just bought me a new whip because I feel like it I just stained my teeth with lean, them bitches still icy You must think I won't beat that pack out but I'm still Tyson These niggas tryna cock block on me, bitches still like it I just fucked on that lil bitch because I feel like it How you say you gettin' money, your sacks is still shiesty I put designer on my bitch and she get real feisty Medusa head up in Versace, have me real righteous