Feeling Like Tunechi Lyrics – Lil Wayne ft. Rich The Kid

Turn your wife to a groupie (Yeah)
He got smoked like a loosie (Yeah)
Ride the wraith like a hoopty (Yeah)
I been feeling like, I been feeling like Tunechi
Coming live from the 5-0-4
Bad bi*ch in my mentions with a mill on the floor
Big Tunechi, I can’t ride in the Mazi' no more
Young Ni*gas still grinding, I’m the muhfu*king GOAT
I been feelin like Tunechi, huh
I been feelin like, yeah, fu*k 'em
Let me get in my bag, duffle
Eat that bi*ch like the last supper
Got her feelin like oh, Tunechi
Got me feeling like yeah fu*k 'em
Got me feelin like Rich The Kid
With grown a$$ man money

I took the top off the McLaren
I'm letting the guts show
Walk in my bathroom
I step in the drug store
Treat the 200 for y’all like a tug boat
Who want smoke?
Yeah, cause the bullet be dripping
Like snot from a snub nose
I may write my main rifle a love note
I told you right from the start, from the front door
I told her right from the pump, it’s a gun show
It’s me and Lil Richard, we defeating some bi*ches
We stick to the code like Leonardo da Vinci
Many men they wishing death upon me
Bop, bop, bop, give 'em three wishes
I need me a bi*ch that be needing them bi*ches
Fresh play the pu*sy, I ain’t cleaning the dishes
Chess play the bosom, yeah I skeet on them t!tt!es
Cream and delicious, more baby than a pediatrician
Poor days, I be leaning, I miss 'em
Big tripping, put the beef in the skillet
I pistol-whip 'em, I got teeth on the glitzy
Like no way can’t believe that I’m serious
Like no way can’t believe what I’m feeling
Don’t play, they don’t need to play with me
OJ on this beat like it fit me

Turn your wife to a groupie (Yeah)
He got smoked like a loosie (Yeah)
Ride the wraith like a hoopty (Yeah)
I been feeling like, I been feeling like Tunechi
Coming live from the 5-0-4
Bad bi*ch in my mentions with a mill on the floor
Big Tunechi, I can’t ride in the Mazi' no more
Young Ni*gas still grinding, I’m the muhfu*king GOAT
I been feelin like Tunechi, huh
I been feelin like, yeah, fu*k 'em
Let me get in my bag, duffle
Eat that bi*ch like the last supper
Got her feelin like oh, Tunechi
Got me feeling like yeah fu*k 'em
Got me feelin like Rich The Kid
With grown a$$ man money

Weezy F. bi*ch, don’t forget the baby
Big Tunechi, why it cost 480
And I’m still screaming “fu*k you, pay me!”
I been feeling like Tunechi, boy the Maybach Mercedes
I’m in the truck fit
I might fu*k on a bi*ch and I make her lit
Man, I feel like Tha Carter, really rich
Keep it real, 100, I can never switch
Few years of work turn to a boss in this bi*ch
I go platinum just talking my Sh*t
My bi*ch too bad, get a bag if she throw a fit (Bag)
I’m the GOAT killer, rappers get their throat slit
Count another fifty mill' like "Oh Sh*t!"
Bank account getting heavy like a gold brick
I might buy a Bugatti
Feelin like Tunechi
Baby momma get a big body

Turn your wife to a groupie (Yeah)
He got smoked like a loosie (Yeah)
Ride the wraith like a hoopty (Yeah)
I been feeling like, I been feeling like Tunechi
Coming live from the 5-0-4
Bad bi*ch in my mentions with a mill on the floor
Big Tunechi, I can’t ride in the Mazi' no more
Young Ni*gas still grinding, I’m the muhfu*kin’ GOAT
I been feelin like Tunechi, huh
I been feelin like, yeah, fu*k 'em
Let me get in my bag, duffle
Eat that bi*ch like the last supper
Got her feelin like oh, Tunechi
Got me feeling like yeah fu*k 'em
Got me feelin like Rich The Kid
With grown a$$ man money