How Does It Feel Deante' Hitchcock (Ft. Kenny Mason)

[Intro: Deante’ Hitchcock]
Ayy, how does it
How does it feel? How does it feel?
How does it feel? How does it
Alright, ayy
Ayy, ayy, look

[Verse 1: Deante’ Hitchcock]
How does it feel knowing you had a chance?
It won't happen again
No, I understand, some folks just can't go where I can
I ain't tripping, it's part of the plan
What the fuck is you saying? I put it down, I ain't playing
I'm the GOAT, but I want me a Lamb'
But before you get in, I need that head first
I'm talking headfirst like a ram, you dig it?
Woke up that morning like, bitch, I'm the man with the plan
Tryna run up them bands finna pop like a Xan
I'm exclusive, I'm in high demand
Got this shit in the palm of my hand
I got plans in Japan
I done turnt up, I'll be damned
Ain't no cap, it's a wrap like Saran
Put that shit on your fam
Rockin' all white like the Klan
But bitch, you won't fuck with the clan, you dig it?
Swear I should have mе a chip on my shoulder
But I'd rather put on a mink, for real
I ain't got timе, got my problems in line
I been pushing myself to the brink, for real
Thankful for shawty, I know that she got me
Sometimes, she be helping me think, for real
Get in that pussy and doze off
Feel like I done popped me a sleeping pill
Thank you for snoozing, oh yeah, I be chilling
But I got the goonies on me
You know cuz in the club with the woolie on him
Nigga talk to him wrong, you might lose a homie
Tryna get you away from your mama Camry
We gon' pull up with twins, word to Lisa Landry
We ain't gold, but we look like we won a GRAMMY
You ain't solid, I know you don't understand it, for real