Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grieves
Grieves
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Grieves
Grieves
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bruce Templeton
Bruce Templeton
Mastering Engineer
Chords
Chords
Producer
Josiah Hendler
Josiah Hendler
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Derelict flow, run it
Motherfuckers always hatin' on somethin'
Took a small break
To fill up my plate
'Cause all of this runnin' round got me hungry
Tell 'em I'm back
Chillin' my glass
Ain't no need to be panicked
Soon as I knock this back
I'm a rock that ass
Like stop
(Goddamn)
[Verse 2]
Skinny bones Jones
With immaculate flow
(Didn't even know that he could rap like that though)
Yeah, well who's the asshole
That told you I had to rap slow?
Point 'em out
Well, I stepped into my future
Blocked out that noise
And I came back with a vengeance
Like I'm Bruce Willis on 'roids
Tell me now, who got that smooth shit?
Sippin' on some LaForte
And I walked outta that smoke cloud
With my game tight and on point
[Verse 3]
I'm feelin' real good right now, yeah
I'm feelin real fine (And a little drunk)
I'm feelin' real good right now, yeah
I'm feelin' real fine (And a lot drunk)
[Verse 4]
So if they ask about me
Tell 'em what I does
Tell 'em what I do
Tell 'em where I is
Tell 'em where I be
[Verse 5]
I'm feelin' real good right now, yeah
Tell 'em what I do
I'm feelin' real good right now, yeah
Tell 'em what I do (Fuck you)
[Verse 6]
Man, Chords it is colder than a witch's titty
Facedown in the snow in a brass bra outside
But this beat makes me feel like
I'm tongue fucking a margarita
[Verse 7]
Yeah, keepin' my cool runnin'
Everybody's always mad about somethin'
Figured if that's the way that it is
Then I ain't got time to worry about nothin'
Tell 'em I'm back
And try to relax
You can go ahead and be honest, kid
This shit here had you runnin' back home
Like stop (Oh shit)
[Verse 8]
Sippin' on a little bit of Templeton
(What's the big deal about Templeton?)
Picture what it's like to get head
On top of a pile of benjamins
It's like that (But better)
Walked outta that mic booth
Hopped onto that stage
And I came back to go batshit
On these jokers like I'm Bruce Wayne
Tell 'em now, who got that smooth shit
Jumpin off my page?
You talk like I've been listenin'
But I'm too buzzed to be phased
[Verse 9]
I'm feelin' real good right now, yeah
I'm feelin real fine (And a little drunk)
I'm feelin' real good right now, yeah
I'm feelin' real fine (And a lot drunk)
[Verse 10]
So if they ask about me
Tell 'em what I does
Tell 'em what I do
Tell 'em where I is
Tell 'em where I be
I'm feelin' real good right now, yeah
Tell 'em what I do
I'm feelin' real good right now, yeah
Tell 'em what I do
Fuck you
[Verse 11]
Tell em what I does
Tell 'em what I do
Tell em where I is
Tell 'em where I be
I'm feeling real good right now, yeah
Tell 'em what I do
I'm feelin' real good right now, yeah
Tell 'em what I do
Fuck you
Written by: Grieves
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