Song Lyrics

Yeah, test one, two
You're now listening to your favorite radio station, 510 T-H-O-T
I'm your motherfuckin' host with the scammy most, the Valentino viper y'all
We got that new Childish, yeah, Childish the Major way, baby
(The f*ck you mean you don't know DJ Marc B?)
Talk to 'em boy, yeah

Stop claiming Gucci when your feelings hurt (aye)
Too tapped in for your plan to work (live and direct)
Tryna be down but I been done peaked
You're just a lil' freak with a thing for the herb
I can't trust nobody else's bitch (yeah)
Aye, please stay on the other side of, fence
I could give it to you straight, no wonderin'
You want the truth? Give her the truth, I fucked your friend

Owe, please don't take it personal, I barely even know the ho
Bald fade from a bald head, it's a Amber Rose (you bald)
You freaky when it's Fallon on
Famous when there's cameras on
And be dancin' in the club with no panties on (two step, yeah)
Caught me redhanded, I'm a bedroom bandit
I don't post no picture with a one-one, hit her, quit her
You can't tell me what the issue is, baby, please
Mind your business (mind your bid'ness)
If you can't tell me what the issue is, baby, please
Mind your business (mind it)

Stop claiming Gucci when your feelings hurt (Yeah)
Too tapped in for your plan to work (Gucci)
Tryna be down but I been done peaked (aye)
You're just a lil' freak with a thing for the herb (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't trust nobody else's bitch aye (I can't trust you)
Please stay on the other side of, fence
I could give it to you straight, no wonderin'
You want the truth? Give her the truth, I fucked your friend (yeah)

Listen
Aye, you gotta through a ho damn game off balance (aye)
Thought I was a square, no, I kicked it with the scammers (scam)
She love to get loud and I ain't really wit' the drama
Never said I love her, only hit her when I want her (who)
A ebony, a chocolate, a milk thing, ooh (milk)
TSA, they love to pat that ass down too (pat it down, whoa)
Flew in from the A, met her in L.A (aye)
Fucked two models before I hit the runway

Stop claiming Gucci when your feelings hurt (Gucci)
Too tapped in for your plan to work (tap in)
Tryna be down but I been done peaked (get down, bitch)
You're just a lil' freak with a thing for the herb (yeah)
I can't trust nobody else's bitch
Aye, please stay on the other side of, fence
I could give it to you straight, no wonderin'
You want the truth? Give her the truth, I fucked your friend

Aye, ladies and gentleman, I need all the thots, bops, ho's
Tricks, tracks and scallywags to come to the dance floor right now baby
Aye, yeah, ha ha ha

Markus Randle

The duration of Feelings Hurt is 3:03 minutes and seconds.