Feeling Like a Rebel Mak Sauce (Ft. TK Kravitz)

[Verse 1: Mak Sauce]
I don't give a fuck bout none of that hating, can't see my Cartier shades
[?] spin the block, that's [?] another pussy boy dead
[?]
[?] I had to go private jet

[Chorus: Mak Sauce & TK Cravitz]
Glock pop
Watch his body drop
[?] butterscotch
[?]
Pull up on that [?], I say fuck it, drop the top
Woo woo woo
Pop the seal [?] on my level
Got it in my system, now I feel like I'm the devil
She bouncing on this dick, I sware [?]
Everytime I go on Instagram, I feel like a rebel

[Verse 2: TK Cravitz & Mak Sauce]
I feel like I'm doing wrongg, bae
But you gon fuck me till my songs [?]
A nigga colder than [?]
It ain't hard to tell a young nigga [?]
TK, go head, get in there
Go head, go head, get it
Met me a girl named Shakira
She had [?]
Wait that's TK girl, gotta say fuck it, and got her sister
[?] driving too fast [?] hit him
[?]
Since I done got rich, been spending money for no reason
Drop it low, if the bitch bad, swipe my visa
Yeah doing some dumbass shit, I just spent a whole hundred [?]