feel like dami!
Feel like dami, cuz I stay with my stick, Moses
I'm going up Yeah, and I know it
Brain be magic, Hocus Pocus
Shootin wit short gats, look like totin
I got a big stick I be totin'
I'm off the good gas, I be floating
'Tana goin up a-
Feel like Dami how I'm using no Blick
Moving the money, I'm moving the bricks
The world is corrupt, we all hitting licks
They said puff I ain't rockin wit this
College parties, be smelling like piss
Lucifer consider this a diss
Epic Records, forget your sponsorship
I'm 14, like Morty, no Rick
Like Adam Sandler I'm using my pen and I click!
Prickly peppers, I got the green, cheddar
Not the blue cheese, nah, that has cooties
I see these people be shaking they booties
I see these people, showing they boobies
Respect your body, if you want it back
Privates for your hubby eyes only
Not for your baby momma, or your sugar dad
Don't send no link yo addy
Stay loyal to yo daddy
Don't lose him for no randy
Don't lose him for no randy
Don't send no link yo addy
Stay loyal to yo daddy
Don't go lookin for no handy
Don't lose him for no randy
Feel like dami, cuz I stay with my stick
Moses
I'm going up Yeah, and I know it
Brain be magic, Hocus Pocus
Shootin wit short jets, look like totin
I got a big stick I be totin'
I'm off the good gas, I be floating
'Tana goin up and they all know it
In the i8 and I got the doors in
Feel like dami, cuz I stay with my stick, Moses
I'm going up Yeah, and I know it
Brain be magic, Hocus Pocus
Shootin wit short Jets, look like totin
I got a big stick I be totin'
I'm off the good gas, I be floating
'Tana goin up and they all know it
In the i8 and I got the doors in
Sippin' on Wok Lean, I can't sip on no 'Tuss
Your boyfriend broke you out on the bus
Me and Mac is rich, you can't hang with us
You like me, girl, you don't like me so I must
Finna feel luck and back woah, like some Russ
If it ain't about no money, I don't wanna fuss
You keep tryna talk but if it ain't about money
Then I'll let you know that I cannot discuss (yeah)
Feel like dami, cuz I stay with my stick, Moses
I'm going up Yeah, and I know it
Brain be magic, Hocus Pocus
Shootin wit short gats, look like totin
I got a big stick I be totin'
I'm off the good gas, I be floating
'Tana goin up and they all know it
In the i8 and I got the doors in
I'm going up Yeah, and I know it
Brain be magic, Hocus Pocus
Shootin wit short gats, look like totin
I got a big stick I be totin'
I'm off the good gas, I be floating
'Tana goin up a-
Feel like Dami how I'm using no Blick
Moving the money, I'm moving the bricks
The world is corrupt, we all hitting licks
They said puff I ain't rockin wit this
College parties, be smelling like piss
Lucifer consider this a diss
Epic Records, forget your sponsorship
I'm 14, like Morty, no Rick
Like Adam Sandler I'm using my pen and I click!
Prickly peppers, I got the green, cheddar
Not the blue cheese, nah, that has cooties
I see these people be shaking they booties
I see these people, showing they boobies
Respect your body, if you want it back
Privates for your hubby eyes only
Not for your baby momma, or your sugar dad
Don't send no link yo addy
Stay loyal to yo daddy
Don't lose him for no randy
Don't lose him for no randy
Don't send no link yo addy
Stay loyal to yo daddy
Don't go lookin for no handy
Don't lose him for no randy
Feel like dami, cuz I stay with my stick
Moses
I'm going up Yeah, and I know it
Brain be magic, Hocus Pocus
Shootin wit short jets, look like totin
I got a big stick I be totin'
I'm off the good gas, I be floating
'Tana goin up and they all know it
In the i8 and I got the doors in
Feel like dami, cuz I stay with my stick, Moses
I'm going up Yeah, and I know it
Brain be magic, Hocus Pocus
Shootin wit short Jets, look like totin
I got a big stick I be totin'
I'm off the good gas, I be floating
'Tana goin up and they all know it
In the i8 and I got the doors in
Sippin' on Wok Lean, I can't sip on no 'Tuss
Your boyfriend broke you out on the bus
Me and Mac is rich, you can't hang with us
You like me, girl, you don't like me so I must
Finna feel luck and back woah, like some Russ
If it ain't about no money, I don't wanna fuss
You keep tryna talk but if it ain't about money
Then I'll let you know that I cannot discuss (yeah)
Feel like dami, cuz I stay with my stick, Moses
I'm going up Yeah, and I know it
Brain be magic, Hocus Pocus
Shootin wit short gats, look like totin
I got a big stick I be totin'
I'm off the good gas, I be floating
'Tana goin up and they all know it
In the i8 and I got the doors in
Credits
Writer(s): Mac Rockelle
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