"I Can't Feel My Face" lyrics
(Ayy, who that? John Gottit)
I'm so numb, literally I can't feel my face
Good drank, good gas, smoke weed all day
I can't choose love over my drank
Bitch, I'm married to the game with a wedding ring, uh
Soon as we step in the building, it's a lot of rank, uh
He got one, two, three, four, twenty chains on
Nigga, you don't owe me money, why you actin' strange for?
Yeah, all I do is win, every day, it's game on
Said she want a Maybach this year, don't want no Lexus, like, nah
Tryna get wifed up, but she can't keep her legs closed, oh, nah
We play Tetris with eighteen-wheeler trucks on the road
I gave her cash and told her leave, said, "Where the fuck am I gon' go?"
I don't care, bitch, I don't know, let her walk outside my door
She think we in the love just 'cause we fucked, that don't matter
In my show, that's not how it go
I need you and, huh, huh, you need money more
Tryna take a picture with my chains on, I pull it 'round her throat
Big old AP, I don't give a fuck about no gold
It's the money, nigga, that's speakin' 'bout me, hangin' on my coat
You got police keep on askin' me 'bout shit that I don't know
All I feel is Christian Dior under my ten toes
I feel concrete, if I let her, she gon' stalk me
Yeah, I love game, but I can't let her rob me
Every time she call me, I pull up in a heartbeat, I know
Tell me I'm godly when I speak to her softly, I, oh
But I'm quick to cancel shows for her, I play with my nose for her
I know I need to own it up, mentally, she ain't grown enough
Back dancin', I wasn't old enough, she drink too much, she throw it up
Pulled her hair back, fill the toilet up, take another shot, then get drunk as fuck, oh, yeah
Mm, Percocets right here, mm, wasted all that drug
I don't really like to talk much, sorry, girl, in and out one ear
Yeah, I go treat my mic just like my therapist this year
One thing I know, my diamonds way more realer than my presi
I'm so numb, literally, I can't feel my face
Good drank, good gas, smoke weed all day
I can't choose love over my drank
Bitch, I'm married to the game with a wedding ring, uh
Soon as we step in the building, it's a lot of rank, uh
He got one, two, three, four, twenty chains on
Nigga, you don't owe me money, why you actin' strange for?
Yeah, all I do is win, every day, it's game on
Diamonds fake as fuck
Can't go to Emery, they charge too much
You can't do it
Mm, I know my shit cost, I know you ain't got, so I
So I can't say it
Diamonds fake as fuck
Can't go to Emery, they charge too much
I'm so numb, literally I can't feel my face
Good drank, good gas, smoke weed all day
I can't choose love over my drank
Bitch, I'm married to the game with a wedding ring, uh
Soon as we step in the building, it's a lot of rank, uh
He got one, two, three, four, twenty chains on
Nigga, you don't owe me money, why you actin' strange for?
Yeah, all I do is win, every day, it's game on
Said she want a Maybach this year, don't want no Lexus, like, nah
Tryna get wifed up, but she can't keep her legs closed, oh, nah
We play Tetris with eighteen-wheeler trucks on the road
I gave her cash and told her leave, said, "Where the fuck am I gon' go?"
I don't care, bitch, I don't know, let her walk outside my door
She think we in the love just 'cause we fucked, that don't matter
In my show, that's not how it go
I need you and, huh, huh, you need money more
Tryna take a picture with my chains on, I pull it 'round her throat
Big old AP, I don't give a fuck about no gold
It's the money, nigga, that's speakin' 'bout me, hangin' on my coat
You got police keep on askin' me 'bout shit that I don't know
All I feel is Christian Dior under my ten toes
I feel concrete, if I let her, she gon' stalk me
Yeah, I love game, but I can't let her rob me
Every time she call me, I pull up in a heartbeat, I know
Tell me I'm godly when I speak to her softly, I, oh
But I'm quick to cancel shows for her, I play with my nose for her
I know I need to own it up, mentally, she ain't grown enough
Back dancin', I wasn't old enough, she drink too much, she throw it up
Pulled her hair back, fill the toilet up, take another shot, then get drunk as fuck, oh, yeah
Mm, Percocets right here, mm, wasted all that drug
I don't really like to talk much, sorry, girl, in and out one ear
Yeah, I go treat my mic just like my therapist this year
One thing I know, my diamonds way more realer than my presi
I'm so numb, literally, I can't feel my face
Good drank, good gas, smoke weed all day
I can't choose love over my drank
Bitch, I'm married to the game with a wedding ring, uh
Soon as we step in the building, it's a lot of rank, uh
He got one, two, three, four, twenty chains on
Nigga, you don't owe me money, why you actin' strange for?
Yeah, all I do is win, every day, it's game on
Diamonds fake as fuck
Can't go to Emery, they charge too much
You can't do it
Mm, I know my shit cost, I know you ain't got, so I
So I can't say it
Diamonds fake as fuck
Can't go to Emery, they charge too much
