Birdman & Young Thug – Lil One

I wanna know, how you feel lil’ one
Baby girl, I wanna feel it
Actin’ childish in this phantom
I just wanna bang bang like Chief Sosa (bang-bang)
[Post-Hook 2: Young Thug]
It’s bang-bang and chop-chop
I just want you to tell me (go ‘head)
How you feel lil’ one?
Aye, yeah, yeah
Please, tell Thugger, just, how you feel lil’ one
[Bridge 2: Young Thug]
I just want you to tell me (I’m listenin’)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]

I’m almost certain that imma feel, hey (hey)
Screwed to the max (I’m geeked)
Show you, how we kill a nigga
I got more syrup than Uncle Phil (ooh)
She could never be a gnat (no)
I’m not talkin’ bean
We kill niggas, for real
I’m not talking ’bout no build
Hey, I need to know just, how you feel, feel, feel
She get on top of me and work me, homie
Nigga screamin’, "free Pibb" like I’m giving away soda
It’s chop-chop and bang-bang
[Bridge 1: Young Thug]
Lil’ one
But she keep pigeons on her toes

Tell me, how you feel, nigga
I just want you to feel it (yeah)
Please
I’m not talking ’bout no build
Yeah, yeah
I just want you to tell me
How you feel, how you feel, how you feelin’?
I swear to God, I got that coolie on a mack (graw-graw)
She tryna show ’em, that she ridin’ ’round with me
I ran up my bands up, now she act like a brat
[Hook 2: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Born stunnas, we known high rollers
Tell me, how you feel, a nigga
We might just stroll, we ain’t tryna roll

She could never be a gnat (no)
[Verse 2: Young Thug & Birdman]
She not a Crip, but her coupe blue

Tell me, how you feel, a nigga, for real
She not a Blood, but she eat ravioli
YSL, want you to feel it
It’s a shame on Stunnaman so, yeah
Screwed to the max (I’m geeked)
Tell Lil Thugger, how you feelin’ lil’ one

Lay back the curtains on it
Actin’ childish in this phantom
I just want you to tell me
She workin’ on it (she, what?)
Please, tell me, I’m feelin’ it, yeah
Yeah (lil’ one, lil’ one, lil’ one)
I don’t really talk, but I been said, "I told ya"

just want you to feel it Blood.

I just want you to tell me
I just want you to tell me
Tell, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, just tell me (tell me)
Go ‘head and tell me, how you feel
It’s Cash Money, it’s Rich Gang, it’s YSL
Yeah, yeah
And they trash, no curby, homie
Hey
I’m like oh, oh, oh, oh whoa
And they trash, no curby, homie, oh
But lil’ mama gotta six pack (woo)
Go ‘head and tell me, how you feel
I wanna know just, how you feel lil one
[Intro: Young Thug]
Thugger

I want to know, how you feelin’ lil’ one (tell me, how you feel)
[Outro: Young Thug]
She can take it slow
It’s chop-chop and bang-bang
Hey, I’m playin’ doctor just like Phil (go ‘head)
[Hook 1: Young Thug]
Yeah (lil’ one, lil’ one, lil’ one, lil’ one)
I swear to God, I got that coolie on a mack (graw-graw)
I just wanna enjoy every second
Please, tell me, I’m feelin’ it

Bang-bang for young soldiers (I just want you to tell me)
Hey, I’m playin’ doctor just like Phil (go ‘head)
Wanna twist yo’ body around, I hope you know yoga
[Post-Hook 1: Young Thug]
Show you, how we dealin’, nigga
Tell me just, how you feel lil’ one
We got London On Da Track
I got more syrup than Uncle Phil (ooh)
She get on top of me and work me, homie
I just want you to feel it
How are you feelin’ lil’ one, how you feelin’ lil’ one (I just want you to tell me, I just want you to tell me)
But lil’ mama gotta six pack (woo)
Lay back the curtains on it
I’m ridin’ with the yoppa like I come from Magnolia (graw)
Aye
I just want you to feel it

I thought I told ya
She tryna show ’em, that she ridin’ ’round with me
She workin’ on it (she, what?)
I ran up my bands up, now she act like a brat
I’m almost certain that I’ma feel, hey (hey)
Thugger want you to feel it (yeah)
(I just want you to tell me, I just want you to tell me) How are you feelin’ lil one, how you feelin’ lil’ one?

How you feelin’, how you feelin’, just, how you feel
Bang-bang for lil’ soldiers
Show you, how we illy niggas, for real
It’s Blood gang, we kill niggas, for real