[ Featuring nassi ]
(I feel like what?)
(I feel like what?)
(I feel like what?)
(I'm feelin' like)
Feelin' like I can't be stopped right now boy I'm feelin' like the man
They keep tryna jack my style I'm blockin' all the haters I can't hear you what you sayin
My partner told me stack it way up to the ceiling I had to tell him man you know that was the plan
She told me that she wanna shoot her shot at me I told her no I can't I know that you a fan
I keep it short I keep it brief
I'm straight up out the South boy I'm straight up out the East
I'm a money fiend
I'ma get this cheddar cheese by any means
And he means any means necessary
What is your name comrade?
Uhh Hux?
And I can go bar for bar with your favorite rapper
I dress to the T all the time I'm lookin' very dapper
I don't want your girl I promise you that you can have her
I don't want no Hollywood fame I swear to you it wouldn't matter
Hit the books and hit the booth I thank you to my alma mater
You a crazy tall capper I might call you Mad Hatter
I'm not from this universe I'm from a different nebula
You not even on my level boy you need to level up
Go straight to the rim like I'm Giannis cause I get a buck
Seven zeros in my bank account I'm never runnin' out of luck
And if you think I cannot reach all of my goals cause I'm young
Well best believe that I'm that youngin' with a plan
Feelin' like I can't be stopped right now boy I'm feelin' like the man
They keep tryna jack my style I'm blockin' all the haters I can't hear you what you sayin
My partner told me stack it way up to the ceiling I had to tell him man you know that was the plan
She told me that she wanna shoot her shot at me I told her no I can't I know that you a fan
Put that pedal to the metal while I'm smokin' on some runtz
On the road tryna chase a check first day of the month
She a hoe tryna turn me up while I'm in her guts
Go with the flow I need big cups and some big blunts
(Yeah them big blunts)
We a rich bunch
So they want some I say half these niggas dumb
I could give directions to the money niggas wouldn't run
I could give her all the love in the world it ain't nothin
You slime me out and jack my style so I call you my son
Slidin' in that Beamer rollin' like I'm 101
He got shocked it was his first time seein' a gun
He got popped cause a nigga didn't know it was us
Nigga I'm just gettin' bucks I don't give a f*ck
Yeah she gon' wear a dress so I can lift it up
Yeah she gon' drop that ass so I can pick it up
Pull up and I score it like a Benz truck
Get up in the stu then I rip it up
Niggas need to change it up y'all not fast enough
Come in like I'm Russ who got these rings that I'm rackin' up
I just poured a four inside the deuce and now I'm smacked as f*ck
Yeah we actin' up me and Hux actin' up
Yeah we actin' up
It's nassi
