Hi ya! (Yeah, yeah)

Ridin' round town with a bag and a gram of my feelings

Yeah, yeah, uh

Ayy!

Fuck shit

Boy set on that fuck shit

Never been

Never been out of touch with myself

Can I wait functions?

Everybody gotta hold on something

Uh, fuck it

Gimme that, gimme that

I need a plaque

I need a rack

You speaking facts

Been sick like strep throat

Where the hell all of my friends go?

Nevermind, I just put on a smile

And some clothes, 808 when I flex, ho'

Everyone says I'm up next tho'

Aquaman shit with a breaststroke

Lol, you ain't impressed, no

Huh, ouch!

Ridin' round town with a bag and a gram of my feelings

Of my feelings, yeah

Of my feelings

Of my feelings, yeah

Of my feelings

Of my feelings, yeah

Ridin' round town with a bag and a gram of my feelings

Of my feelings, yeah

Of my feelings

Of my feelings, yeah

Of my feelings

Of my feelings, yeah

Ridin' round town with a bag and a gram of my feelings

Of my feelings, yeah

I ain't suposed to be so vulnerable

Bitch and moan

On every song

But what is wrong

In not be strong

I won't be long

My mind, it be spinnin' the panic

About all the songs to be knocking

My paranoia been creeping upon me

Determined to knock it

My ****, you poppin'

Lil' bih', lil' bih'

Really don't get it

Really been rappin' for scrimmage

Head out the whip

Shit, bitch is winnin'

Hand on my dick

Cute lips

Wet willy

Fye images

Let's dip, I'm with it

Fully equiped

I'm straight, I'm chillin'

Mind on beyond this shit

Way beyond this shit

Like honestly

Like honestly, for real

Ridin' round town with a bag and a gram of my feelings

Of my feelings, yeah

Of my feelings

Of my feelings, yeah

Of my feelings

Of my feelings, yeah

Ridin' round town with a bag and a gram of my feelings

Of my feelings, yeah

Of my feelings

Of my feelings, yeah

Of my feelings

Of my feelings, yeah