Feng Shui (feat. Bartz)

Whoa, whoa, here we run out the back door (huh)
I got love for my plug, yeah, I'm smoking that top shelf
Yeah, it kicks, it kicks so loud
Yeah, kicks like a black belt (huh)
Y'all ain't believe in us, I put that on my whole set
Whoa, whoa, fucking with her and her bestie
Yeah, you bitch ain't shit lil' bro
Yeah, she built like an auntie (huh)
I got hunger in this game, yeah, I'm going out hunting (huh)
Whole lotta style on me, yeah, she loving my Feng Shui

(Whoa, whoa) yes, she loving my flow
Who else be putting the city on for real, who else got the torch?
Yeah, half of these people wack, guess they all can't keep up
Love my freaky woman (yeah), hard to keep the belt tucked

Whoa, whoa, every night on a mission
Every night I ain't listening (yo)
Every night on a mission
Every night I ain't listening
You're my squad on assistance, yo

Whoa, whoa, here we run out the back door (huh)
I got love for my plug, yeah, I'm smoking that top shelf
Yeah, it kicks, it kicks so loud
Yeah, kicks like a black belt (huh)
Y'all ain't believe in us, I put that on my whole set
Whoa, whoa, fucking with her and her bestie
Yeah, you bitch ain't shit lil' bro
Yeah, she built like an auntie (huh)
I got hunger in this game, yeah, I'm going out hunting (huh)
Whole lotta style on me, yeah, she loving my Feng Shui

Whoa, what? Huh, what?
Pop out, pop out straight on a mission
Yeah, her pussy in a good condition
Yeah, she chatting, I ain't listening
Vivienne Westwood, it be glistening
It be always good condition (yeah)
Yeah, she bad, yeah, just like a barbie
Yeah, I'm loving all up on her body

Wrestle with her like Scotty too hottie
Yeah, she moving belly, you're moving too now
Fuck the ra-ra, yeah, straight to the 'Rari
Can't move on, yeah, to nobody
I be ballin', just like Roddy
Get me a boat, yeah, just like Yachty

Baby, how you do? Yeah, I'ma fuck you like kung fu
It's just us two, baby, you crazy, I ain't a fool
I'ma come through soon, baby, you know, yeah, how I do
I'm way too smooth, you know baby, yeah, how I move

Whoa, whoa, here we run out the back door (huh)
I got love for my plug, yeah, I'm smoking that top shelf
Yeah, it kicks, it kicks so loud
Yeah, kicks like a black belt (huh)
Y'all ain't believe in us, I put that on my whole set
Whoa, whoa, fucking with her and her bestie
Yeah, your bitch ain't shit lil' bro
Yeah, she built like an auntie (huh)
I got hunger in this game, yeah, I'm going out hunting (huh)
Whole lotta style on me, yeah, she loving my Feng Shui

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah, she loving my Feng Shui
Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah, she loving my Feng Shui



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Writer(s): Arun Sandhu, Bartosz Paczkowski
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