Gorilla - Felly

Yeah

Uh, coming out the house to a pack of that loud

I had it mailed in the mail

I got love for the girls in the crowd

Getting lost in the marijuana clouds

Hey don’t look down, homie don’t look down

Said I swim in the sound

Only thing more raw is the shit I put out

A go-getter, a gorilla, a trendsetter

Got vendettas with dope dealers with no fillings

I don’t feel those who claim they’re the best ever

You no dealer, my crew iller

Ya get scared, just a block downtown

Walkin' past a little van

You’s about to sell out

Slow dance i’m the man you ain’t go another round

Throw fists been a cage bird inside a dog pound

I don’t fuck with your sister, brother

Talk shit, you can kiss the gutter

Pucker up boy I fix the stutter

Young Gyyps be the wicked drummer

All hits we goin' skip the come up

I’m going big tomorrow

At seven ten gonna tighten the load

Meditate wake up with the sun

I don’t do this for fun

I do this so my blood pump

What it is what it do what the fuck’s up?

I came through with the nunchucks

Heard a little birdy listen, tell say

Yo Fel, get the girls with the boobies out

This shining you’re a movie star

Asking Gypps what I’m doing now

And what I’m doing now?

The fuck we doing man, this shit’s stupid

Yo, you gotta be like, you can’t be coming out with this soft shit all these

bitches might fuck with you ain’t no gettin' em

I like this soft shit, daaaamn

Somewhere in the midst of the mist

I’mma build a skyscrape limited edish'

Let Zep die or make it on the playlist

First check if they’re wired, if not let 'em in

Fake friends getting tired of the crooked handshakes

Know I got fire east coast clam bakes

Break bread give thanks say grace let’s pray

Eating off your plate like all damn day

This that shit, the bucket list missed

They fuck with this kid

Illustrious chicks be passing me fifths

We get facetious, that crazy gee whiz

All wavy beaches I’m crazy watch

This is popping off

Bitch be on and off

Neighbors called the cops

Fuck the mom in charge

See Fel little bars homie that’s all

Probably whoop your ass at rap and a dance off

Grooving down in the grill to some dancehall

Playing loud shit is ill I can’t stand y’all

Go ahead, pop a pill think you need to

Bro, you wack as it is you might need two

Or three or seventy

While I flow so heavenly

Until my girlfriend Ebony

I’ma hit like ketamine

Spliff thick like atta be heavenly

He a public enemy when he flow steadily

Someone tell the priest come settle me

Or another type of entity

I’m on my job like this tellin' me

Losing track of my tendencies

.I tend to see a coffin

Every time I get up on the mic and thats often

Yall should prob take my advice and keep walking

Deuce seven three in this bitch white chocolate

Bust!

God damn, god damn if ya heard that that one was hard

That one went hard, yea

That one was it, that one was it right there

If you ain’t never heard one right there that one was it right there

That was it right there, smoke one of that right there

(Yeah, yeah) Go getta eat nails for breakfast

Am a gorilla can’t comb my chest up!

Bless um deuce seven three the best of

Your girlfriends here and she tryin' to get some

Get drunk all drink whateva

I ain’t gonna stop till I seez the devil

And all my shit on another level

And all ma bitches I hear stilettos all pay for it

Can’t say that Prada I pay for it

Give me that shit that I can afford

Am just a product of bad divorce homie fuck tha lord

You never name drop

Rockin tha T-shirt or tank-top

I’ll make all your bread in one day watch

My women be bad look like Baywatch

We get wavy and shit — yeh

I’ll be the brace off the rib

No limits it ain’t hard to tell

I put my heart in my feelin' behind me

So I can keep grindin' and grindin' and grindin'

Skate all the time and

Ain’t poppin no molly shit don’t get it twisted

Candy Flip got your attention

How I can flow with tha message

How I got all of those visions

Man’s gettin laid bare looking like tha Beatles

I’ma hit tha stage in an all white vehicle

I’ma a switch lanes in an all white regal

Never been the same, with the all white people

No oone hit the pave to say right I’m featured

Working all night all night stay skeamin'

Could a been god or could a been tha reaper

Could a been anythin as long as you believe me

Homie to the press I ain’t added to impression

Show hard might so my left nut

Might go raw dont use protection

Guess what we ain’t even got tha cheques yet

My best yet hope I dont get arrested