How I'm Feeling Right Now

The liquor, the girls, the money, the trees The liquor, the girls

(I can't explain how I'm feeling right now!)

The liquor, the girls, the money, the trees The liquor, the girls

(I can't explain how I'm feeling right now!)

The liquor, the girls, the money, the trees The liquor, the girls

(I can't explain how I'm feeling right now!)

The liquor, the girls, the money, the trees The liquor, the girls

I'm on this AK47 I ain't talking bout the gun

Rolled up in a slit bix with the bubble pound

Fat bank roll man my money can't fold

I been getting bread since I was 12 years old

Pull up to the trap with the boom blam blap

Stapler in my lap case I gotta make em scat

Sitting in my Louge with the neck full of gold

On the phone with the homie with my bitch on hold

I'm so high, I'm so bent

I'm so zapped, I'm so hent

I'm so me'd out, me me me

Ooh me, I'm in love with me

State to state, internationally

I get cake they can't fuck with me

I just ate but I'm still hun-gray

I'm a ape not no mon-kay

BEITCH!

Uhh!

The money, the trees, the liquor, the girls

My city, my state, my country, my world

The hustle, the shrime, I want it, it's mine

The dollar, the quarter, the nickel, the dime

In the parking lot throw it up already on my seventh cup

Drop me fore I pulled up, tonight I'm finna live it up

I'm feeling like don't talk to me, I'm feeling like don't touch me

I'm feeling like don't look at me, I'm feeling like don't bug me

No I'm not I'm trippin' sweetie I'm just bullshittin'

Tell me what you want to drink I'll buy it what'chu sippin?

The Vodka or this Landy no mistaking for no trickin'

Hella batches in this muthafucka wanna get with pimpin

Na I'm a take it, so listen while I put'chu up on game

Walk around this muthafucka ask about my name

[?] Brisk Vallejo California what I claim

Solid as rocks keep it funky like dooky slang

BEITCH!

Where am I?

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

Where am I?

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know