RJ - Get Out Your Feelings lyrics

Transcribing..; [Hook: Reggie Rock] Man what is you gay? Look at all these b**hes Look at all these b**hes Why you worried bout me? Look at all these b**hes Look at all these b**hes [Verse 1: Reggie Rock] Aye homie where you from? n***a what is you gay? f** off my face, I don't bang I spray I'm gettin' a bone with that b**h sh** Trynna dance with a thick b**h n***a like aye sh**, where she at? I heard they got them thicker b**h just chillin' in the back I [?] another swisher, get it ready for the sag Then gon find the baddest and make her sittin' on my lap Tell her work it all night, like a graveyard shift [?] her a**, make a n***a in a graveyard [?] Haters mad I don't know what really made y'all trip Kiss my a** right before I go and take your b**h f** n***a You muggin' I'm chillin' You buyin' I'm dealin' Then I'm back on these women Hoes ready and willin' And n***as all in their feelings Like [Hook: Reggie Rock] Man what is you gay? Look at all these b**hes Look at all these b**hes Why you worried bout me? Look at all these b**hes Look at all these b**hes [Verse 2: Leswood ] Damn it's a lot of hoes right here uh (yes sir) I need a few to come back with me Aye, what's with that n***a and that screw face sh**, good thing the homie got that Act with him Kush with me, Swishers Sweets that black Henny Box [?], gold rappers I packed plenty n***as envy but all these b**hes is so friendly Rollin' my weed up and broke it down in a 0-20 Man I be on some player sh** Like Jerome's in that house [?] b**h I'm too much about my money while you pay a b**h I'm trynna see if she deliver, make a take a trip She got a fatty I'm drillin' Got her legs to the ceiling Pockets fat then I'm [?] His b**h chose now he grillin' n***a get out your feelings [Hook: Reggie Rock] Man what is you gay? Look at all these b**hes Look at all these b**hes Why you worried bout me? Look at all these b**hes Look at all these b**hes [Verse 3: RJ] [?] Get out of your feelings I swears these n***as be more emo than these women These n***as actin' like hoes I can sell those n***a I can tell a b**h [?] clothes n***a put a gun at me down on Melrose The goon with me leave slugs in his tailbone [?] Think about it if you was in the hood, would you make [?] You can't even learn the hard [?] Trynna get these hoes down to [?] for me You trying talk about business it ain't the time homie I know you been wanna meet me Yeah you think it's your chance But if you don't get about off my face and go dance [Hook: Reggie Rock] Man what is you gay? Look at all these b**hes Look at all these b**hes Why you worried bout me? Look at all these b**hes Look at all these b**hes