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In my feelings
by Vvs Drip
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I've been in my feelings, oops I mean my bag All these blue Benjis, turkey bags of gas
I've been rocking Fendi, counting all this cash
I've been busting Cubans, I've been getting to the bag
Push button, red cat, I ain't in a Jag Kush puffing, big strap, I'ma bust it back
And I'm buck hunting, you quack quack, I'm duck hunting
Smack, smack, stack Huningtons , got a culligan no mulligans
I just tracked them coming in, no telling what I'm coming in
Big face friends, I be running with a hundred clip
Waiting for a dum-dum on some sucker shit
Let me run a one say on that ruckers shit
Put flavors in them jars, on my smuckers shit
Fudd ruckers, mud truckers, blood suckers
Chopper city with them cutters, cal cutters
Elmer Fudd, motherfucker, made something out of nothing
I just kept on whipping milk and then the shit just turned to butter
I just did it like no other, used to triple, used to double
Now I'm bursting out the bubble and my vision in a tunnel
I've been in my feelings, oops, l mean my bag
All these blue Benjis, turkey bags of gas
I've been rocking Fendi, counting all this cash
I been bussing Cubans, I been getting to the bag
I've been in my feelings, oops, l mean my bag
All these blue Benjis, turkey bags of gas
I've been rocking Fendi, counting all this cash
I been bussing Cubans, I been getting to the bag
Brick by brick I built this shit from pieces of the rubble
Watch friends turn to enemies cause money made them jealous
A real friend gon' help you and never act selfish
I feel like Gucci man, I'm so helpless
But I'm not helpless, gun on my pelvis
Protecting all this Elvis
Send your ass to Maine, you looking for that shellfish
300 grain, turn your hellcat to a hellfish
Othersea, otherdeeds, catch me in the matrix
Flippin' NFTs, attention token basics
Turn this red cat to a spaceship, maze runner
In bone runners, no Asics, clone something
All this paper
I've been in my feelings, oops, l mean my bag
All these blue Benjis, turkey bags of gas
I've been rocking Fendi, counting all this cash
I've been bussing Cubans, I been getting to the bag
I've been in my feelings, oops, l mean my bag
All these blue Benjis, turkey bags of gas
I've been rocking Fendi, counting all this cash
I've been bussing Cubans, I been getting to the bag
I've been in my feelings, oops I mean my bag All these blue Benjis, turkey bags of gas
I've been rocking Fendi, counting all this cash
I've been busting Cubans, I've been getting to the bag
Push button, red cat, I ain't in a Jag Kush puffing, big strap, I'ma bust it back
And I'm buck hunting, you quack quack, I'm duck hunting
Smack, smack, stack Huningtons , got a culligan no mulligans
I just tracked them coming in, no telling what I'm coming in
Big face friends, I be running with a hundred clip
Waiting for a dum-dum on some sucker shit
Let me run a one say on that ruckers shit
Put flavors in them jars, on my smuckers shit
Fudd ruckers, mud truckers, blood suckers
Chopper city with them cutters, cal cutters
Elmer Fudd, motherfucker, made something out of nothing
I just kept on whipping milk and then the shit just turned to butter
I just did it like no other, used to triple, used to double
Now I'm bursting out the bubble and my vision in a tunnel
I've been in my feelings, oops, l mean my bag
All these blue Benjis, turkey bags of gas
I've been rocking Fendi, counting all this cash
I been bussing Cubans, I been getting to the bag
I've been in my feelings, oops, l mean my bag
All these blue Benjis, turkey bags of gas
I've been rocking Fendi, counting all this cash
I been bussing Cubans, I been getting to the bag
Brick by brick I built this shit from pieces of the rubble
Watch friends turn to enemies cause money made them jealous
A real friend gon' help you and never act selfish
I feel like Gucci man, I'm so helpless
But I'm not helpless, gun on my pelvis
Protecting all this Elvis
Send your ass to Maine, you looking for that shellfish
300 grain, turn your hellcat to a hellfish
Othersea, otherdeeds, catch me in the matrix
Flippin' NFTs, attention token basics
Turn this red cat to a spaceship, maze runner
In bone runners, no Asics, clone something
All this paper
I've been in my feelings, oops, l mean my bag
All these blue Benjis, turkey bags of gas
I've been rocking Fendi, counting all this cash
I've been bussing Cubans, I been getting to the bag
I've been in my feelings, oops, l mean my bag
All these blue Benjis, turkey bags of gas
I've been rocking Fendi, counting all this cash
I've been bussing Cubans, I been getting to the bag
