[Intro]
Supposed to feel right
This is how it supposed to feel right
Oooaaaa

[Verse 1: 1TakeQuan]
This is how its supposed to right
On the road to get mils right
Fuck how you feel right
Got my momma back imagine what that feel light
Blew a lot of cash imagine what that feel like
I ain't going back so sacrificing meal nights
So
Im
Work working
When I pull up yo bitch call me mr perfect
Put my tongue on her trynna spell my name in cursive
Ain’t hit the stage in a while first time I was nervous
Ain't hit yo bitch in a while first time she was nervous
She go crazy with that mouth got that lethal service
I ain't waiting on shit ima go for mine
Every bitch choose me ima Pokemon
Pay me to wear to it out ima clothing line
Everybody wit me niggas ain’t no hoe in mines

[Verse 2: 1TakeJay]
I just rolled a lil backy up
Mitch matchin my designer I'm tacky huh
Nigga got to close jab jab back em up
Strip club throwing ah tantrum im acting up
For the bag im chubby chaser wear the fattest one
Why the fuck you got so many bitches I mastered em
Certified lover boy sike im the ratchet one
Talking bitches right up out a check im ah paster huh
1take the gang number 1 you last as fuck
Treat hoes like im from the 80s I crack em huh
Sneak did the 808 its blastin huh
Nigga you ain't even bring ah wrap bro pass the blunt
Ima bring the shots right to you fuck bottle service
Fendi eyes on my chest my outfit nervous
I didn't mean to block the bitch my thumb was curvin
He saw me hit from the back yo son was learning
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