I'm in the building, yeah, know I'm winning Yeah, f*ck your feelings, yeah, hittin' different
Yeah, no pun intended, yeah, I'm a villain Yeah, like Kenny Pickett, yeah, when I'm mixin
Yeah, f*ck your feelings, yeah, f*ck your feelings Yeah, f*ck your feelings, yeah, f*ck your feelings
F*ck your feelings, got in my bag, I'm mad, that's how I'm livin
Timmy and Kat, that's on the dash, that's how we livin
The bitch on my dick, she want the tip, that's how she livin
That's how we livin', that's how we livin
The bitch on my dick, she suckin' the tip, that's how she livin
The pipe on my hip, it blow like a stick, that's how we livin
Spend a band on this bitch, while she eat this dick that's how I'm livin
That's just how I'm livin', that's just how I'm livin
Call me Chef RD and when I'm in the kitchen Flippin' your bitch in the air, she touchin' ceilings She screamin' and moanin', tellin' me to stop it when I'm, when I'm in it, in it
When I'm in it, in it, black truck, you know it's tinted
I had to make a difference, get money, get out of your feelings
I had to get myself a bag, I had to get up, get some racks
I'ma take that nigga bag, if that nigga want some smoke
We pull up to his house, we got the knockers kickin' down his door
Please don't try to play me like no pussy, cause I'm not no ho
If that nigga wanna talk, I swear to God, we let him
When I'm in it, in it, I swear it's been a minute
Gotta go, these niggas trippin', get these hoes out they feelings
No doubt you know I'm winnin', that's bro man, yeah, we twinnin
We been down from the beginning, before I saw my vision
Don't talk, just want you to listen, they kick me out the kitchen
They mad I'm doin' the dishes, like Kobe, bitch, I'm switchin
You snaked out stop the hissin', won't ever hear me snitchin
And that's just how I'm livin', she ask me, but I'm willin
I had to get myself a bag
I had to get up, get some racks
I had to get myself a bag
I had to get up, get some racks
I'm in the building, yeah, know I'm winnin
Yeah, f*ck your feelings, yeah, hittin' different
Yeah, no pun intended, yeah, I'm a villain
Yeah, like Kenny Pickett, yeah, when I mix it
Yeah, f*ck your feelings, yeah, f*ck your feelings
Yeah, f*ck your feelings, yeah, f*ck your feelings
Yeah, f*ck your feelings, yeah, f*ck your feelings
Yeah, f*ck your feelings, yeah, f*ck your feelings