camski i feel like şarkı sözleri
I feel like Jordan when he won his 6th
I feel like drizzy running through the six
I feel like Tyson back in '96
I feel like Tony when he got his stick
I feel like Jordan when he won his 6th
I feel like drizzy running through the six
I feel like Tyson back in '96
I feel like Tony when he got his stick
I bet 1k chump change to me
Hit MIA straight to LV
Her favorite logo is bright pink
Car come straight from overseas
Beach pics before I hit the boat
It’s disrespectful what iI gross
I gamble too much this shit get gross
On top a yatch but she drive this boat
I am a groovy nigga
Tryna be worth 10 figures
Pockets getting thicker & thicker
Pictures getting bigger and bigger
I might just flip out they f*ck up the check
This is a jesus piece don’t kiss my neck
Hulk Hogan when I get to flexin
Stop calling my phone, please don’t text it
Please don’t text
Brand new whip cyski
Please don’t wreck it
She say i’m too cocky i already know this
Shades is too tinted i cant even focus
I’m pushing a rari' it feel like a focus
A stretch body limo I feel like the potus
I feel like Jordan when he won his 6th
I feel like drizzy running through the six
I feel like Tyson back in '96
I feel like Tony when he got his stick
I feel like Jordan when he won his 6th
I feel like drizzy running through the six
I feel like Tyson back in '96
I feel like Tony when he got his stick
Treat my Watch like a trophy
Red or Green it depend on the clothing
If we in public she don’t know me
Denver ting she fly never bore me
Old girl a model she ignored me,
I hit her friend she love my foreign
I don’t care the day I’m pouring
I dubbed her off that drank she annoying
Told her my bad In the morning
She moved on but her nigga corny
Off white my lil Jordan
Ain’t feelin enough put a lil bit more in
She made me work she important
Had to teach her how to put the door in
Jarod when we going back to Florida
Give it a lil ski world we tourin'
If you love the bag gotta floor it
Ain’t no more waiting for the morning
We on it right now kicked the door in
Yeah she bad no time for adoring
But I’ll buy you whatever I afford it
Can’t really be color-cording
Being my wife like a trophy
It gotta come then it gotta be awarded

