CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : In My Feelings
(Sometimes these hoes be scary I'm like what you want from me)
(Aye, neighborhood)
Why would I stop with drank? I think it's my only friend
I hit that button right before I start it every time I'm in it
She want me, I want a plug them pints that never ever end
No cap i keep a bad one with me just like my FN
This b*t*h want my heart but it's too late
I'm in love with the drank
I'm so high, b*t*h, but if you blow it
Block you in your face
I get high off codeine but I really love the taste
I got Mexiko all on my beats I know you hear thе bass
I drive my SRT like I ain't got no sensе I'm a Nascar racer
I don't f**k with groupies I hate b*t*hes who just clout chase
I'm taking my trash out the window
Neighborhood, at my neighbors
Rich rolling with a stack of blues crippin' with the takers
Sometime these hoes be scary I'm like what you want from me
Your last n***a was a b*t*h
I know he a wannabe
I can't show you none my feelings I done had them turn on me
I get high and in my feelings cause no body heard from me
She ask me why I drive so fast? I'm like “that's why I bought the car”
I get high outta space ship, Pluto, maybe Mars
I'm so high in a spaceship
Can't crash off the bar
I'm in the bed countin' hundreds
She like “baby why you hard?”
They got my n***a locked up for a tip
I bet we beat it though
I know I'm that n***a
So I like me some conceited hoes
Got plenty guns but I'll still use the ones from videos
I heard you n***as out returning clothes after the video
You can call me an addict
I don't care I'm in my mansion
I'm young, rich, and havin'
These n***as talk like faggots
You don't make enough to do these drugs stop cappin'
It ain't no big deal we gon' pop up where they relaxin
Franchise sh*t
It ain't no big deal we gon' (fa fa) where they relaxin'
(PLUGG!)
(Aye, neighborhood)
Why would I stop with drank? I think it's my only friend
I hit that button right before I start it every time I'm in it
She want me, I want a plug them pints that never ever end
No cap i keep a bad one with me just like my FN
This b*t*h want my heart but it's too late
I'm in love with the drank
I'm so high, b*t*h, but if you blow it
Block you in your face
I get high off codeine but I really love the taste
I got Mexiko all on my beats I know you hear thе bass
I drive my SRT like I ain't got no sensе I'm a Nascar racer
I don't f**k with groupies I hate b*t*hes who just clout chase
I'm taking my trash out the window
Neighborhood, at my neighbors
Rich rolling with a stack of blues crippin' with the takers
Sometime these hoes be scary I'm like what you want from me
Your last n***a was a b*t*h
I know he a wannabe
I can't show you none my feelings I done had them turn on me
I get high and in my feelings cause no body heard from me
She ask me why I drive so fast? I'm like “that's why I bought the car”
I get high outta space ship, Pluto, maybe Mars
I'm so high in a spaceship
Can't crash off the bar
I'm in the bed countin' hundreds
She like “baby why you hard?”
They got my n***a locked up for a tip
I bet we beat it though
I know I'm that n***a
So I like me some conceited hoes
Got plenty guns but I'll still use the ones from videos
I heard you n***as out returning clothes after the video
You can call me an addict
I don't care I'm in my mansion
I'm young, rich, and havin'
These n***as talk like faggots
You don't make enough to do these drugs stop cappin'
It ain't no big deal we gon' pop up where they relaxin
Franchise sh*t
It ain't no big deal we gon' (fa fa) where they relaxin'
(PLUGG!)
