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You got to trust this feeling
Just need to know its banging oh oh
Oh oh
Baby (Listen)
You got to trust this feeling
Just need to know its banging oh oh
Oh oh
Here we go
I ain't impressing no label
Im impressing myself
Its mixtape shit
Let it down on the shelf
You can't hear ***
When I dance my popc dJ help
Yep, im tryna save my rap for a minute
Then I throw it back at you fanatics when im finished
Im high up, I cannot be in the ground
But I keep saying shit that kinda keeps me around
You hate it, huh
***
Im tryna get paid, get laid till im stead
Check the delivery report
Nigga message sent
To get straight to heaven im hell bent
You a king without a kingdom
A king that vеry dumb
You ain't nothing but scum
You’re a big black ugly and you lack
So you’re full of cum
Lets go nigga go gеt some flame
Its about time you stopped touching yourself
You got to trust this feeling
Just need to know its banging oh oh
Baby
Oh
You got to trust this feeling, oh
Just need to know its banging oh oh
Baby
Step aside ama roll by in a spit five
These chicks burst clips when im coming for your life so
Be telling me who’s gonna survive
Tricks wanna make out nigga see me
Hang out, get the fuck out
What you all been talking about
When you head out
As a chick yall thought I meant bit
Im a first class chick
Not a down ass slut so what you gonna do
When your face in the concrete
Just read the precious lines
Cus it took me time to complete
Ama laugh now
Cus I heard the niggas want me are they crazy
They think im just a lady
If you’ve got the guts
Everything they want the main me
Drop play boys
*** the vessel babies
I got shit locked down when it comes to
Rehearsing
It’s a break now
Ill meet you in the next mix
Yo
You got to trust this feeling
Just need to know its banging oh oh
Baby
Oh
You got to trust this feeling, oh
Just need to know its banging oh oh
Baby
They said I couldn’t do it
I said you just watch me
Now its almost impossible for the game to touch me
Im natural like bad traffic
Making your car sick
Moving from better to better
Im better, always in transit
Im my own tactic
The static on your *** screen
The reason fix making them scream
You get no comments from the chicks
But I make them scream believe it
Drown in your flow
But I make them swim
Im all that and a bottle of beer
Every time I garb the microphone
The unbiased gotta cheer
Yet they say they’re underground
And tell me as old out
Really MC’s big money
Check amounts I doll out
Cus if I wasn’t ever
My age would be golden
I take shots at anybody
Yeah I know bold me
But im the reason to be ill
Im one bad guy
K-show is the name
The reason mode9 cry
You got to trust this feeling
Just need to know its banging oh oh
Baby
You got to trust this feeling, oh
Just need to know its banging oh oh
Baby