SNA
I been feeling you
I know that you feeling me back
What's your situation, oh there's a nigga attached
Fuck da competition cuz u know I don't care bout dat
You can pass it around aye
Don't care bout no mileage, yea
She loving my style, yea
I keep these bitches on they toes
Cuz a nigga froze
She know I am da man, just by my approach
VVS' on my neck got me sub zero
Now I'm feeling cold
Yea a nigga cold
I been feeling you
I know that you feeling me back
What's your situation, oh there's a nigga attached
Fuck da competition cuz u know I don't care bout dat
I'm out in space, I took a pound to the face
Feel this wave, surfing out in the bay
Shining VV's, they clear, they water like Figi
Way she feel me, I really do think she need me
Out on vacation I rent her a car to race
So much flavor, Black, white whip no racist
Live so peachy, spending them racks is easy
Planet on pinky, as big as a comet they see me
Money my favorite word, I want it I get I splurge
She wanna act like a bird, I leave her out on the curb
Way I'm placing, I'm ready to call her my vice
Living that game shit, living like San Andreas
I know that you feeling me back
What's your situation, oh there's a nigga attached
Fuck da competition cuz u know I don't care bout dat
You can pass it around aye
Don't care bout no mileage, yea
She loving my style, yea
I keep these bitches on they toes
Cuz a nigga froze
She know I am da man, just by my approach
VVS' on my neck got me sub zero
Now I'm feeling cold
Yea a nigga cold
I been feeling you
I know that you feeling me back
What's your situation, oh there's a nigga attached
Fuck da competition cuz u know I don't care bout dat
I'm out in space, I took a pound to the face
Feel this wave, surfing out in the bay
Shining VV's, they clear, they water like Figi
Way she feel me, I really do think she need me
Out on vacation I rent her a car to race
So much flavor, Black, white whip no racist
Live so peachy, spending them racks is easy
Planet on pinky, as big as a comet they see me
Money my favorite word, I want it I get I splurge
She wanna act like a bird, I leave her out on the curb
Way I'm placing, I'm ready to call her my vice
Living that game shit, living like San Andreas
Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Love, Malik Wahid
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