No Feelings (feat. Dubziano)

Yeah

Don't get in your feelings
Don't get in your feelings
Don't get in your feelings
My niggas is here and they're making a killing

They're making a killing, we eat what we kill
Your girl is right here and she's fucking on me
Showed her the crib so she did it for free
Y'all be loving these hoes it ain't nothing to me
Get and I give it's just pussy to me
She's doing a line and I'm popping an E
If you ain't know I'm a king in the East
Been getting these P's and I run with the G's
Ace got the Porsche told him hand me the keys
Step on the gas and I keep it 100
These niggas be hating but women they love it
Women they love it the car's a P1 and my chick is a 10
She ain't giving it up then I'm fucking her friend
And I'll do it again and again and again and again
If I give you some time then it's pussy you owing
You should know it by now I'm the nigga who's chosen
This Rick is not Rubin this Rick is all Owen's
The scent is Margiela, I'm flattered you noticed
Don't play with the circle, if we can't get it we get it from Virgil
Tanz in the cut and he's rolling the purple
Killing your numbers just look at the data
Harpers Bazaar then we do the Met Gala
Then take it to Richie's we're partying after
Always outside but you're never gon' see me
I'll treat you like Kodak I'm hitting the ZeZe
One of a kind you ain't ever gon' be me
Price going up gotta see me on TV
Suggest you tune in you might see me with Rhi Rhi
The pasta is truffle, the water is Fiji
You niggas are peasants my niggas are legends
No showing remorse I'm just keeping my distance
You stay at the Hilton I stay at Edition
I said it before you should know there's a difference

Yeah

Don't get in your feelings
Don't get in your feelings
Don't get in your feelings
My niggas is here and they're making a killing
We're making a killing
Don't get in your feelings

Yo, Dubziano, yo
I pray for my prey
My knees hit the pavement I'm not enslaved I pray everyday
Watching my kinfolk just stray
Washing my sins in brûlée
The crème de la crème of the city both hands on her titties
The pictures are crazy the real life is silly
The soulmates deleted I left her in Philly
I'm back on my Billie
No justice is never poetic I'm glowing right now you should see it
Plotting this when I was fucking Lucia
Copping shit you only peeped up in vogue
She stuff her nose with Kylie Minogue
I'm betting on doge, my clique going rogue
Going full circle when I'm at the stove
Heart just got fractured but back on the road
It's better in person
You're double tap in Miami just surfing
Cars going nude we just slide back the curtains
Feelings are great when your feelings are hurting
If you want smoke then I send a chirp you send a pin and we'll send a condolence
And send you a check cause your lady got stolen
But fuck it we rolling
Don't get in your feelings
My bitches are sitting back heartbroken
These bitches are healing
You know I don't give a fuck cause you know the flow is appealing
Don't get in your feelings
Don't get in your feelings
Don't get in your feelings
Nah