"yung feeshmeeks" lyrics

You can't satisfy me, no, you can't appease me
Call me Ruben Slikk, nigga, Yung Feeshmeeks
Catch a headshot, nigga, aiming at your feebie
She came crawling back, she said she didn't need me
If you my bro, then just holler when you need me
All the bitches start screaming when they see me
Eating candy, fuck fruit, uh
Talk crazy, boy, I'm shooting out the coupe
Yeah, lose, boy, I always used to lose
Yeah, I walk up in the party with my tool
Yeah, me and my bitch, we looking cute
In the function and we sipping Absolut
Kick a nigga out, hit him with the boot
My bitch bad, yeah, she look like Betty Boop

Go, yeah, this bitch is tryna fuck (Go, go)
Yeah, this bitch is tryna fuck (Go)
Three bags with me, and I bought a gun
Go, yeah, this bitch is tryna fuck (Go, go)
Yeah, this bitch is tryna fuck (Go)
Three bags with me, and I bought a gun
Go, yeah, this bitch is tryna fuck (Go, go)
Yeah, this bitch is tryna fuck (Go)
Three bags with me, and I bought a gun
Go, yeah, this bitch is tryna fuck (Go, go)
Yeah, this bitch is tryna fuck (Go)
Three bags with me, and I bought a gun