Feeling Myself - Dnash Tha Rapper

Saucing, 808 got the beat knocking nigga I got, I got these double G's, Gucci Gucci on me And I smoke so many trees my eyes looking Chinese (Ching-chong) Yeah my clothes from overseas but a nigga still street All this ice up on me so I gotta keep the heat Nah I don't fuck with squares but wear a lot of Louis V Got more chains than Mr. T (Ice) Sip more lean than Pimp C (Mud) I'm that young nigga, turn your main bitch to a freak (Thot) They like Glock you off the leash, got 'em jumpin' off they seat I ball too hard bitch, I'm the MVP (Yeah, yeah) I'm killin' shit bitch, you know RIP (Yeah, yeah, RIP bitch) Let my chopper sing bitch, r and b (R and b) And I sip Hi-Tech bitch, not no MGP (I drink mud) I'm feelin' myself, I asked the mirror on the wall Please tell me who the flyest young nigga of 'em all (Glock) You know I ball too hard, Lonzo Ball, John Wall (Ball) I got a short attention span but like my money tall I got more stripes than a referee I might pierce you with the TEC, you play with me, and Throw you out the game just for a fee I'ma throw you out the game just for a fee I got, I got these double G's, Gucci Gucci on me And I smoke so many trees my eyes looking Chinese (Ching-chong) Yeah my clothes from overseas but a nigga still street All this ice up on me so I gotta keep the heat Nah I don't fuck with squares but wear a lot of Louis V Got more chains than Mr. T (Ice) Sip more lean than Pimp C (Mud) I'm that young nigga, turn your main bitch to a freak (thot) They like Glock you off the leash, got 'em jumpin' off they seat (Jumpin' off they seat) You can't be with gang, it ain't no sign up (You can't hang with us) We got big clips on us, run up, you get lined up (Bap bap) Let my youngins take your watch They like your time up (Gimme that bitch) Got a dark chocolate bitch, call her Godiva (Bad bitch) And her head fire, ghost writer (Ghost writer) I'm a Peter Piper, I'm a one nighter (Ah yeah) Stabbin' in the gut, I feel like Michael Myers (In her gut) I pull up burning rubber, nigga bet your title (I'm gone) Skrrt, hit the dash (I'm gone) You know I'm going fast (I'm gone) Goddamn I feel like Flash, I'm racing to that bag Skrrt, hit the dash (I'm gone) You know I'm going fast (I'm gone) Goddamn I feel like Flash, I'm racing to that bag I got, I got these double G's, Gucci Gucci on me And I smoke so many trees my eyes looking Chinese (Ching-chong) Yeah my clothes from overseas but a nigga still street All this ice up on me so I gotta keep the heat Nah I don't fuck with squares but wear a lot of Louis V Got more chains than Mr. T (Ice) Sip more lean than Pimp C (Mud) I'm that young nigga, turn your main bitch to a freak (Thot) They like Glock you off the leash, got 'em jumpin' off they seat (Jumpin' off they seat)

Nigga keep playing with me Man like you know who you is Im a Gem in the hood nigga The fuck is you talking about I'm a gem in the hood Give me a milly I'm good A nigga stopping my grind I wish he would Racking stacking this money I really do it Stop lying about yo life Boy I really do it I am him I am the wave She loving the style She loving the smile She loving the fade She said money talks That's my language baby Fuck them lame niggas They can't never phase me Got a bag so they gone hate me Got a bag so they gone hate Got a bitch From the mid eighties Body bad like a new cedes Hustle hard I do daily She whipped up like old Sadie Kicked up with yo old lady Got damn this life crazy Been on my shit lately On top of my shit lately Cincinnati they did make me I know that I am chosen Stay solid ain't been broken I got twins they ain't Olsen More sticks than the us open Lived life with no emotion Drip just like the ocean Big rocks I like em frozen I pop heat like I'm in the kitchen I got flaws I got ambition They get exposed Get missing Get stabbed And start snitchin Fake thugs With no ammunition Yo life is like a audition You never mattered You got seven listens You gossiping like a politician Working at that clothing store Bought a fake chain And bought more He said if I still mattered I turn the boy into dark matter Served up like a dish platter That net shit is all chatter Im a Gem in the hood Better not forget it Boy I know yo life You aint scam or sell a ounce All that talking you do But hiding in the house Just like a mouse Step up in yo house In yo hood unannounced I'm a Gem in the hood Give me a milly I'm good A nigga stopping my grind I wish he would Rackin stackin this money I really do it Stop lying about yo life Boy I really do it It was proven You know who Im talking about nigga Everybody know Who I'm talking bout nigga Even you nigga I know you listening nigga Talking that bullshit nigga Get yo life together nigga

And you don't ever Think you was apart of me For real oh no I think that I almost lost Apart of me for real And you don't ever Think you was apart of me For real Let me tell you about the game Let me tell you about the game If you ain't starving Eatin bread with yo fam You ain't gang I started from the soil Remember everyone ain't loyal Hope you know that Now you know that I'm one the realest they Ever witness manifest I don't need the Christmas Bitch you know I'm back up in this Cut off bitches Now I'm back to business New to the scene Like who is that Hit 100k how you do like that I sip that brandy I sip that rum No Voodoo but I don't Get too attached Fuck that bitch She a permanent loss Gotta take a L to become a boss Apply yo life With much persistence Grow yourself and Love from a distance I been down bad Can't even cap Reminsice times I can't get back Pain in my forever trapped Lost friends and family I can't get back I been through this I been through that If she acting flaw I gotta cut her like that She bitch about this She bitch about that Hmm can't fuck with that Damn why she never listen Texting mad Just to build the tension Please stay out my mentions Lil shit just to gain attention Yeah I fuck with the bitch Cause her cheeks sweet Like Sandie can't fuck with you If you can't be fancy If you do I go ghost like Danny Why these lames Hit my line like this When I was broke They ain't act like this I do me and I mind my biz Dusty bums hurt my sinuses Don't ever think You was apart of me for real Oh no I think that I Almost lost apart of me Yea you know Let me tell you about the game Let me tell you about the game If you ain't starving Eatin bread with yo fam You aint gang I started from the soil Remember everyone ain't loyal Hope you know that Now you know that Don't ever think you Was apart of me For real oh no I think that I almost lost Apart of me for real And you don't ever Think you was apart of me For real And you don't ever Think you was apart of me For real