Feathers Strick (Ft. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro: Strick]
Yeah, yeah, haha
You know what the fuck goin' on, man
Me and Kailoo Breezy in this motherfucker
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Strick]
The jet got feathers, woah, yeah
The Porsche got leather (Skrr), uh, yeah
I went up some levels (Up some levels), yeah, yeah
I–I dare 'em, woah, yeah
Check the, check the bezel, it's froze, yeah
The hits consecutive, they know
Shе know what to do, ain't gotta tell her, oh
We gеttin' that cake, she say it's pressure, oh

[Verse 1: Strick]
Top penthouse, at the tip like the pyramid (Yeah)
Only Fear of God, I'm rockin' a Rick Owens Letterman (Uh)
That my kin, yeah, that my folks, we gotta let 'em in (Slime)
We been keepin' it real, it cost us nothin', but shit, we like to spend
They been syndicatin' my videos, I'm on TV, yeah
We on rotation, every day they playin' a set
Silly rabbit, I like carrots, fast money and sex
Finna pop another Tesla, I'ma keep the high-tech, yeah