Feeling Myself

Woah, woah, woah, woah
Uh huh ya dig
Yeah

Woah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah

Feeling myself on this one
I tote my pistol (Rockstar Von- Von)

Pull up to the club I'm fresh as hell and looking scary now
I got the gang with me toting semi's come and try us out
I stay high as a bitch smoking gelato and it's very loud
Rockstar Von in the building you can see it in the crowd

"Crowd Applaud"

Rockstar
Von- Von

Alright baby you can come twerk on me
Brand new Mercedes bout to pull off four deep
That's your lady she was too close to me
Rockstar dick put her to sleep

Divin in deep got yo bitch in the sheets
If you fucking with the gang gotta deal with the fleet
Getting high off my ass you not fucking with me
Running up your survival has no guarantee

Pop out the cut with the glizzy on gang
Got the silencer mic yeah that glizzy gon sang
Swerving off in the coup yeah I'm switching them lanes
Are you checking my flow am I going insane
Break a little bitch back had to walk with a cane
Peter Parker these hoes nigga no marry jane
Holli fit going crazy it's fire no flames
Yeah I know you a lame there's no need to explain

Pikachu, pikachu, pikachu
I got that fire yeah it might just pick at you
Aim at your dome and I aim at your titty too
She calling my phone I pull up in the Honda coupe
My flow is so cold I might need me some chicken soup
I got yo bitch out here she doing the loopty loop
Fucking that bitch then I watch her come home to you
Now that bitch stuck on my dick like some super glue
Look at you

Pull up to the club I'm fresh as hell and looking scary now
I got the gang with me toting semi's come and try us out
I stay high as a bitch smoking gelato and it's very loud
Rockstar Von in the building you can see it in the crowd

Rockstar
Von- Von



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