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adrenaline rush - rnd officially lyrics

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[verse 1: romel cantrell & yung $piiffii]
ay
(yung $piiffii)
look

n*gga never settle (naw)
got a mothaf*cka that’ll pick up the drum (okay)
b*tches tryna pick up the cum (huh)

slippin on ya pimpin n*gga pick up the funds (woo)
we be in our bag we be isolating
n*ggas think we trippen we just somewhere tryna be up the crumbs

but point me to the mic and bet i chalk up a storm,(then what?)
strapped tight i’m like the heat when i perform (no cap)

n*gga like jimmy, jimmy (ayy), (knock ‘em out, kid)
like i’m benny (bow), i’m what these women want just like it’s fenty

she see the good but baby i’m a menace
adrеnaline pumping b*tch but i ain’t finished

real n*ggas know that wе really ’bout business, plus the cheese, good guy once a menace

we taking n*ggas b*tches when we step in the building, glistening
but if a n*gga get it twisted, hit him in his fitted, the sh*t you n*ggas doing already, we already did it

we step up in the party lookin’ like villains, and the b*tches they feelin’ us n*gga you ain’t no competition

hop up in the booth like i’m twista n*gga, i don’t need no supervision

ya main thang want me step aside you a one and done n*gga
playin’ with her body for the funny fun n*gga
and the ice say so she feel a n*gga you isn’t f*ckin’ with us

[chorus: yung $piiffii]
what you feel? (what, what)
this what you feel (what, what)
when a n*gga in the field (what, what)
what you feel? (what, what)

(this that adrenaline rush)

what you feel? (what, what)
oh, this what you feel (what, what)
when a n*gga in the field (what, what)
yeah, what you feel? (what, what)

(this that adrenaline rush)

[verse 2: romel cantrell & yung $piiffii]
motherf*ckahs they talk in’ out they feelings, but rndo we making them millions, (word)
make a hater sh*t on hisself with the drip, and i dip with his chick and he sick, ooh i did it, (no cap)

got a cheap shot on me, but the revenge on gon’ hurt
haters get offended every time they wanna lurk

feeling h*lla glory, i don’t even go to church, (d*mn)

ay meezy, yeah, yeah

(hollup)

walked in the party, (huh)
i don’t see nothing but bad chicks gettin’ naughty, (yeah)
we got everybody eyes googly in our business every time we move, everybody get to widlin’, (on god)

see me in the phantom, now women be popping up out the random, they calling tryna put me in a tantrum

n*gga don’t let ‘em

ridin’ in a ghost no danny phantom, with that money in the bank, she changing her temper tantrum, (yeah)

ridin’ round, keep it smooth, and i’m trill, and i’m real, but a n*gga will get messy quietly
and ya chick feelin’ me like x pill, and i go for the k!ll, that cat man, i sky dive in it

a n*gga bossed up redemption inside of me
but this maserati sees animosity, through these n*gga boy, they know they can’t hide from me
with the team you know how we slidin’

[chorus: yung $piiffii]
what you feel? (what, what)
this what you feel (what, what)
when a n*gga in the field (what, what)
what you feel? (what, what)

(this that adrenaline rush)

what you feel? (what, what)
oh, this what you feel (what, what)
when a n*gga in the field (what, what)
yeah, what you feel? (what, what)

(this that adrenaline rush)

[chorus: yung $piiffii]
what you feel? (what, what)
this what you feel (what, what)
when a n*gga in the field (what, what)
what you feel? (what, what)

(this that adrenaline rush)

what you feel? (what, what)
oh, this what you feel (what, what)
when a n*gga in the field (what, what)
yeah, what you feel? (what, what)

(this that adrenaline rush)

(aw d*mn)

- rnd officially lyrics

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