i can’t feel my face (feat. Nechie) Lyrics Translation in English

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[Intro: Gunna]

Mhm, mhm

Mhm, mhm

Mhm, mhm, mm (I can't feel my face)

Mhm, mhm, mm (I can't feel my face)

Mhm, mhm, mm

Mhm, mhm, mm

Mhm, mhm, mhm

Mhm, mhm, mhm



[Chorus: Gunna]

Still trim

Still trim

Tell 'em they passed, they all him

Tell them they passed, they all him

Audemars wrist, they know it's him

Audemars wrist, they know it's him

I'll probably win an award (Mhm)

I'll probably win an award (Mhm)

Coupe with suicide doors (Mhm)

Coupe with suicide doors (Mhm)

Lil' bitty bitch, they don't know what's happenin'

Little bitty bitch, they don't know what's happening

I'm really rich, I don't do it for the 'Gram

I'm really rich, I don't do it for the 'Gram

Now I drop heat like a torch (Mhm, mhm, mm)

Now I drop heat like a torch (Mhm, mhm, mm)



[Verse 1: Gunna]

She say the Lam' got her, uh, she say the Lam' got her carsick

She say the Lambo got her, uh, she say the Lambo got her carsick

I slow it down, I'm 'bout to take her to pound, I give her hard dick

I slow it down, I'm about to take her to pound, I give her hard dick

Ain't playin' around, feel like I'm takin' the crown, tell 'em to park it

Ain't playing around, feel like I'm taking the crown, tell them to park it

Stop in and see me and bae go and eat at hibachi

Stop in and see me and bae go and eat at hibachi

I see her hand, certified GIA stone, jumpin' like a mosh pit

I see her hand, certified GIA stone, jumping like a mosh pit

Still got a chance, number one, platinum and gold, I made a profit

Still got a chance, number one, platinum and gold, I made a profit

Travеlin' the land, tryna get plugs to a plan, put it in a socket

Traveling the land, trying to get plugs to a plan, put it in a socket

Wunna intеrnational, you know I'm doin' songs with Asake

Wunna international, you know I'm doing songs with Asake

Goin' back home off 10s, she back at my home while I'm sittin' where the rocks at

Going back home off 10s, she back at my home while I'm sitting where the rocks at

Excuse my cologne, still pushin' it, really goin' on, I'm goin' with the process

Excuse my cologne, still pushing it, really going on, I'm going with the process

Even though this shit deeper than music, I know it's a process

Even though this shit deeper than music, I know it's a process



[Pre-Chorus: Gunna]

Mhm, mhm

Mhm, mhm

Mhm, mhm, mm (I can't feel my face)

Mhm, mhm, mm (I can't feel my face)

Mhm, mhm, mm (You let it came with a bad taste)

Mhm, mhm, mm (You let it came with a bad taste)

Mhm, mhm, mhm (Bitch, if you fuck 'round and go out the sad way)

Mhm, mhm, mhm (Bitch, if you fuck around and go out the sad way)



[Chorus: Gunna]

Still trim

Still trim

Tell 'em they passed, they all him

Tell them they passed, they all him

Audemars wrist, they know it's him

Audemars wrist, they know it's him

I'll probably win an award (Mhm)

I'll probably win an award (Mhm)

Coupe with suicide doors (Mhm)

Coupe with suicide doors (Mhm)

Lil' bitty bitch, they don't know what's happenin'

Little bitty bitch, they don't know what's happening

I'm really rich, I don't do it for the 'Gram

I'm really rich, I don't do it for the 'Gram

Now I drop heat like a torch (Mhm, mhm, mm)

Now I drop heat like a torch (Mhm, mhm, mm)



[Verse 2: Nechie]

Got a plug on the bricks, now he stepped on

Got a plug on the bricks, now he stepped on

You can tell by my neck that my check long

You can tell by my neck that my check long

Any hood that I step, they respect home

Any hood that I step, they respect home

Any day of the week, havin' stuff on

Any day of the week, having stuff on

New convertible, still got the roof on

New convertible, still got the roof on

I put black and gray paint on the two-tone

I put black and gray paint on the two-tone

Now she fuckin' and suckin' the gang, woah (Oh)

Now she fucking and sucking the gang, woah (Oh)

Double R pushes (Double R)

Double R pushes (Double R)

Hop out them suicide doors, shovin' and pushin' (Shovin' and)

Hop out them suicide doors, shoving and pushing (Shoving and)

Watch all the cameras flash, yeah, they pointin' and lookin' (Pointin' and)

Watch all the cameras flash, yeah, they pointing and looking (Pointing and)

Look your bitch in the eyes (Yeah), she crack a smile, just know that she took it

Look your bitch in the eyes (Yeah), she crack a smile, just know that she took it



[Pre-Chorus: Gunna]

Mhm, mhm

Mhm, mhm

Mhm, mhm, mm (I can't feel my face)

Mhm, mhm, mm (I can't feel my face)

Mhm, mhm, mm (You let it came with a bad taste)

Mhm, mhm, mm (You let it came with a bad taste)

Mhm, mhm, mhm (Bitch, if you fuck 'round and go out the sad way)

Mhm, mhm, mhm (Bitch, if you fuck around and go out the sad way)



[Chorus: Gunna]

Still trim

Still trim

Tell 'em they passed, they all him

Tell them they passed, they all him

Audemars wrist, they know it's him

Audemars wrist, they know it's him

I'll probably win an award (Mhm)

I'll probably win an award (Mhm)

Coupe with suicide doors (Mhm)

Coupe with suicide doors (Mhm)

Lil' bitty bitch, they don't know what's happenin'

Little bitty bitch, they don't know what's happening

I'm really rich, I don't do it for the 'Gram

I'm really rich, I don't do it for the 'Gram

Now I drop heat like a torch (Mhm, mhm, mm)

Now I drop heat like a torch (Mhm, mhm, mm)

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