Feelin It

Give you all of me Give you Yeah She high she feelin it Yeah she high she feelin it These niggas watching my step These niggas watching my step These niggas they These niggas watching my step Step The big body benz It came with a vest It takeoff just like jet Jet We smoking some purple Too much of the grabba That shit is hurting my chest Margiela giuseppe palm angels She know I wear it the best Best You niggas don’t know the rest I wake every morning I’m spending ya checks You niggas don’t know the rest The way that I’m vending My pockets dispense I ball like I’m marcus lovett My niggas jump for the fence If he talking like he had Tourette’s I didn’t mean any offense Offense Offense I think my bro is ref He handing me all of these techs/tecs All these of these tecs I had love for this girl one time And I didn’t really confess She living her best life Best life Damn I hope that shit come to an end My vision is Cartier lens She sit on that shit hen She finesse niggas just for Revenge I’m rocking the Diors My sins they repent