In My Feelings (feat. Quavo & Young Dolph)
Mhm
Ayy, in my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings (yeah)
I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings (Hit-Boy)
Bitch, sike
I got that bag so I'll be alright
I don't fuck with no niggas like I'm a dyke
I'm the important one, bro got the pipe, sike
My niggas important for life
So we all got 'em (yeah)
One shot 'em, we all shot 'em (baow)
Bad hoes, they all thottin' (they goin')
No virgins, they all 'bout it (they goin')
I used to want an Impala
Now my chain cost 20 Impalas (20)
'Cause the racks went up, the bag gon' bust
Lambo trucks, Hellcats to us
Bitch, we can't talk about nothin'
When I'm in your city, I'll fuck you or somethin' (uh)
I'm with my bro and we thuggin'
Don't even pull up if your buddy ain't comin' (comin')
Five thousand dollar meal, be careful with the hot plate (hot plate)
Playin' AP down like it's BAPE (like it's BAPE)
Big Backwoods, we don't do vapes (no vapes)
I don't even smoke but fuck it's lit, so I'm smokin' today (I am)
Enjoy your life, don't throw it away
'Cause a nigga like me is gon' smoke you today (brrra)
In my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings (uh-uh)
In my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings
Bitch, sike
I got that bag so I'll be alright (yeah)
I don't fuck with no niggas like I'm a dyke (yeah)
I'm the important one, bro got the pipe (yeah), sike (yeah)
My niggas important for life
In my feelings, nah in my millions
Coupe, no ceiling (yeah, yeah)
First time she seen me, I was in a Porsche
But I fucked in a Bentley (yeah, yeah)
How the young nigga got all of them cars?
How the young nigga got all of them broads?
He the lil' nigga that break all the rules
He the lil' nigga that break all the laws (woo)
Took my trap money, said, "Fuck that shit", and signed myself (it's Dolph)
In that double R with my AR, all by myself (it's Dolph)
Damn Dolph, you smashed his bitch then smoked his homeboy (fuck 'em)
Had to look in the mirror tell myself, "You wrong, boy" (fuck 'em)
20 rich niggas with me, nigga, we the mob (ayy)
Gangsta shit, I'll front you somethin', nigga, come get a job
Ayy, gangsta shit, we don't want just you
We gon' get at whoever involved
Gangsta shit, you rich and I don't like you
I'm gettin' you robbed
In my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings (in my feelings)
I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings
Bitch, sike
I got that bag so I'll be alright
I don't fuck with no niggas like I'm a dyke (shit)
I'm the important one (woo), bro got the pipe, sike (yeah)
My niggas important for life (yeah, Quavo)
Hunnid bands, out the mud, I ain't in my feelings (bands)
R.I.P. to Pop, Shoot for the Stars is in my ceilings (cullinan)
I jump in the kitchen, I'm trappin' and whippin'
Need more adrenaline ('drenaline)
Go straight to the plug, no middle man, nigga
I know that you're feelin' me (you feel me?)
Yeah, gone, spent 80 a piece (a piece)
On these carats at least (ice, woo)
She fuckin' for free, shit, I tipped her a fee (smash)
We was on D, until we scored points on the streets (we up)
Bodies on bodies, we sweep (bodies)
We put 'em to sleep (sweep)
In my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings (in my feelings)
I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings
Bitch, sike
I got that bag so I'll be alright
I don't fuck with no niggas like I'm a dyke
I'm the important one, bro got the pipe, sike
My niggas important for life
So we all got 'em (baow)
One shot 'em, we all shot 'em (baow)
Bad hoes, they all thottin' (they goin')
No virgins, they all 'bout it (they goin' for sure)
Ayy, in my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings (yeah)
I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings (Hit-Boy)
Bitch, sike
I got that bag so I'll be alright
I don't fuck with no niggas like I'm a dyke
I'm the important one, bro got the pipe, sike
My niggas important for life
So we all got 'em (yeah)
One shot 'em, we all shot 'em (baow)
Bad hoes, they all thottin' (they goin')
No virgins, they all 'bout it (they goin')
I used to want an Impala
Now my chain cost 20 Impalas (20)
'Cause the racks went up, the bag gon' bust
Lambo trucks, Hellcats to us
Bitch, we can't talk about nothin'
When I'm in your city, I'll fuck you or somethin' (uh)
I'm with my bro and we thuggin'
Don't even pull up if your buddy ain't comin' (comin')
Five thousand dollar meal, be careful with the hot plate (hot plate)
Playin' AP down like it's BAPE (like it's BAPE)
Big Backwoods, we don't do vapes (no vapes)
I don't even smoke but fuck it's lit, so I'm smokin' today (I am)
Enjoy your life, don't throw it away
'Cause a nigga like me is gon' smoke you today (brrra)
In my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings (uh-uh)
In my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings
Bitch, sike
I got that bag so I'll be alright (yeah)
I don't fuck with no niggas like I'm a dyke (yeah)
I'm the important one, bro got the pipe (yeah), sike (yeah)
My niggas important for life
In my feelings, nah in my millions
Coupe, no ceiling (yeah, yeah)
First time she seen me, I was in a Porsche
But I fucked in a Bentley (yeah, yeah)
How the young nigga got all of them cars?
How the young nigga got all of them broads?
He the lil' nigga that break all the rules
He the lil' nigga that break all the laws (woo)
Took my trap money, said, "Fuck that shit", and signed myself (it's Dolph)
In that double R with my AR, all by myself (it's Dolph)
Damn Dolph, you smashed his bitch then smoked his homeboy (fuck 'em)
Had to look in the mirror tell myself, "You wrong, boy" (fuck 'em)
20 rich niggas with me, nigga, we the mob (ayy)
Gangsta shit, I'll front you somethin', nigga, come get a job
Ayy, gangsta shit, we don't want just you
We gon' get at whoever involved
Gangsta shit, you rich and I don't like you
I'm gettin' you robbed
In my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings (in my feelings)
I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings
Bitch, sike
I got that bag so I'll be alright
I don't fuck with no niggas like I'm a dyke (shit)
I'm the important one (woo), bro got the pipe, sike (yeah)
My niggas important for life (yeah, Quavo)
Hunnid bands, out the mud, I ain't in my feelings (bands)
R.I.P. to Pop, Shoot for the Stars is in my ceilings (cullinan)
I jump in the kitchen, I'm trappin' and whippin'
Need more adrenaline ('drenaline)
Go straight to the plug, no middle man, nigga
I know that you're feelin' me (you feel me?)
Yeah, gone, spent 80 a piece (a piece)
On these carats at least (ice, woo)
She fuckin' for free, shit, I tipped her a fee (smash)
We was on D, until we scored points on the streets (we up)
Bodies on bodies, we sweep (bodies)
We put 'em to sleep (sweep)
In my feelings, in my feelings, in my feelings (in my feelings)
I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings, I'm in my feelings
Bitch, sike
I got that bag so I'll be alright
I don't fuck with no niggas like I'm a dyke
I'm the important one, bro got the pipe, sike
My niggas important for life
So we all got 'em (baow)
One shot 'em, we all shot 'em (baow)
Bad hoes, they all thottin' (they goin')
No virgins, they all 'bout it (they goin' for sure)
Credits
Writer(s): Chauncey A. Hollis, Terry Sanchez Wallace
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