Trippie Redd, Juice WRLD, Polo G - Feline lyrics
Trippie Redd [Michael Lamar White II] Canton, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
Polo G [Taurus Tremani Bartlett] Chicago, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Trippie Redd, Juice WRLD, Polo G - Feline lyrics]
Leave you hogtied, burnin' on a campfire
Before I leave the crib, I pray to God I won't die
I know it's hard to kill me, but I know they gon' try
You's a pussy boy, yeah, you a feline
Get your own business and get out mine
Had to kill a witness, ain't doin' no time
Watch them niggas around you, they playin' both sides
Boy, your gang ain't your gang and your homies, not your homies
Run it up, get that sack, but do that shit right by your lonely
Choppa hit him with a force like I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi
Don't need no court to use my torch, I've been shootin' like I'm Kobe
I don't need nobody, I just need your body, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm gon' catch a body if you fuck with my money, ayy, ayy, ayy
Mixin' them narcotics, turned me to a zombie
Ape with a nigga, Harambe
Pull up on a nigga, no talkin'
Leave a nigga leakin', no faucet
Stand up to the opps, never back down
He'll get beat with the belt like it's SmackDown
Studio, juug life, trap house, crack cocaine my track outs
Up late night like owls, Backwoods, smokin' on White Owls
I got the lean on me right now, got a gun with a beam on me right now
Got a new 9 that'll leave your mouth wide
Leave you hogtied, burnin' on a campfire
Before I leave the crib, I pray to God I won't die
I know it's hard to kill me, but I know they gon' try
You's a pussy boy, yeah, you a feline
Get your own business and get out mine
Had to kill a witness, ain't doin' no time
Watch them niggas around you, they playin' both sides
Get them niggas from 'round you if they won't ride
Lot of opps, they love to talk, but they don't slide
Gang'nem on [?] green and hustlin', we don't hide
Can't be with new niggas, they bring around the wrong vibe
They put in years on that one with some real vet's
Yo' boyfriend still on the porch, he ain't in the field yet
Them guns blatt, no hit and run, you get your grill rattled
You had it rough when you was young, so I can feel that
That pain put anger in your heart, you wanna kill 'em all
I lost my nigga from the start, I hate I missed his call
If you stay loyal, play your part, then you gon' get to ball
Fast lane, we never go and park, I just keep driftin' off
Got a new 9 that'll leave your mouth wide
Leave you hogtied, burnin' on a campfire
Before I leave the crib, I pray to God I won't die
I know it's hard to kill me, but I know they gon' try
You's a pussy boy, yeah, you a feline