How I’m Feeling Lyrics – BAK Jay

Read the full How I’m Feeling lyrics by BAK Jay along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Bak Jay’s music, you can also explore Rat K and Crank Up, two other songs by Bak Jay.

[Intro]
Big BAK, uh, uh
Bulls*it

[Chorus]
Big BAK, like what the fu*k?
N!gga talking ’bout robbing me, n!gga robbing who? Better know this fully tucked (This fully tucked, b!tch)
My b!tch so bad, she say that Lulu trash
Like, fu*k all the bulls*it, I’m finna throw some True Religion on her ass (True Religion)
If you say it’s fu*k me, it’s fu*k you, that’s just how I’m feeling (That’s just how I’m feeling)
I’d rather tuck your ice ’cause that’s what I like when I turn to the Gremlin (Don’t get me started)
We could’ve got away but (??) was just driving too slow (Driving too slow)
I’m from the city where n!ggas gon hate, screaming fu*k all the opps, drop a five and a four (Drop a five and a four)

[Verse 1]
Go to the back, should’ve locked that door
Off the drank, this my third cup in one day, still want some more (Third cup in one day, want some more)
On the papers but ain’t no goofy, still surrounded with the pole (Blrrd, blrrd)
N!ggas say they was solid, told (Told)
Tryna get high, tell twin roll
Anything get took from me, I know the next tryna take a soul (Tryna take a soul)
Tryna get s*it smacked
(??) you know the n!gga that shot your brother and still ain’t go get back (Still ain’t go get back)
This a (??) on my Glock, I don’t do regulars, that s*it wack (That s*it wack)
I’ma slide inside the Durango
He pulling up to the spot tryna look for his b!tch but not knowing that’s the gang ho (Not knowing that’s the gang ho, damn)

[Chorus]
Big BAK, like what the fu*k?
N!gga talking ’bout robbing me, n!gga robbing who? Better know this fully tucked (This fully tucked, b!tch)
My b!tch so bad, she say that Lulu trash
Like, fu*k all the bulls*it, I’m finna throw some True Religion on her ass (True Religion)
If you say it’s fu*k me, it’s fu*k you, that’s just how I’m feeling (That’s just how I’m feeling)
I’d rather tuck your ice ’cause that’s what I like when I turn to the Gremlin (Don’t get me started)
We could’ve got away but (??) was just driving too slow
I’m from the city where n!ggas gon hate, screaming fu*k all the opps, drop a five and a four (Drop a five and a four)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, I’m booted up, I’m going off hella drügs, that b!tch retarded
Catch me at the function, I’m outside (??), don’t do no party (Don’t do no party)
Oh, she gon’ think I don’t know, I’ma hit it all night and by the morning out the door (I’m talking ’bout out it)
Buying that b!tch some Gucci and Louis not knowing (??)
Plug say he need bows and s*it, take a trip out of town (Out of town)
(??) just jump in, I don’t know no better (Don’t know no better)
I spent like ten racks on sweaters
Next trip, catch me at Coachella
Boy, you soft just like a feather

[Outro]
Big BAK
Ayy, damn
Ayy, damn
Hmm, come on