Da Feeling Duwap Kaine

[Intro]
Sammyboy!

[Verse 1]
Uh, uh, damn, uh, damn
Yeah, racks in the bag
She saw me, had a heart attack
Stop taking my swag
Can't really take my shit, nigga
'Cause y'all not cut like that
Know I'm cutthroat, man
You know I'll cut yo throat, man (Mm)
Bitch, I know I'm the man
But I was once just a fan
Niggas don't wanna admit they problems, 'cause they not real men

[Chorus]
Y'all wanna run and hide, when it get real, man
Y'all got fucked up pride
That's why I just popped a seal, man
And I'm just chillin' (I be gone)
I'm just chillin' (Go, go)
Uptown, nigga, I'm getting money, I love the feeling (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Coolin' in my city, nigga, where it's hella killings
Free my nigga, man, I hope that appeal come in
I'm finna shoot a motion picture, Thomas Edison (Edison)
I just feel like Plies, baby, you can be my medicine (Medicine)
I like this hoe, but she look like Taraji P. Henson
Nigga, I'm my own boss but I ain't nothin' like Benson
Pinky ring, pinky ring
Got me wet, got me drippin'
And a nigga gotta get high
Gotta get high, to the sky
When the fuck you gon' open yo eyes?
30 round hit you, and you know you gon' fly
I'm smokin' exotic, smokin' Cherry Pie
I'm too high, sing a lullaby (Huh)
I'm finna catch this nigga in a parking lot (On gang)
I'm doing donuts in the parking lot
I just served a nigga in the parking lot
Ridin' round, nigga, with a fuckin' Glock
Coolin', smoking dope on a beanbag
Serving junkies, got the beanbag
And I know trappin' will never be dead
Makin' plays, nigga, till my phone dead