[Chorus]
Yo
The feeling
Is pumping a pack and tucking a MAC, concealing, revealing
And bustin a cap, there's nothing that match the feeling
(Parabellum) The feeling
Is taking this shit to a place where nobody come back from
The magnum, the buck-if-you-knuck in this bitch
In the fuckin parablem (Parabellum)
The feeling
Is pumping a pack and tucking a MAC, concealing, revealing
And bustin a cap, there's nothing that match the feeling
(Parabellum) The feeling
Is taking this shit to a place where nobody come back from
The magnum, the buck-if-you-knuck in this bitch
In the fuckin parablum (Parabellum)

[Verse 1]
Thirty shots in a parked car left the baby car seat smoking
That's how we send a message to your boss hog
Cross off
I spent retainer money on the sweatpants
Get bland, forget the flavour dummy, don't forget cramps
Get stamped
Revenge is best served colder than BM's
That take the screenshots and show the thuggers all your DM's
AM to PM, see n***as crash in fashion whiplash
Versace drumset, kick ass, with gun bet to 6th Ave
Fiends in and out of wise broads, prescription filled
Skip the meal, stick to common change, go back to Enfamil
Me, I don't take no lip service
I keep my words to myself
Unless I'm about to break a bitch further
You about to make a bitch murder

Me, I don't take no lip service
So I keep my words to myself
Unless I'm about to break a bitch further
The feeling

[Chorus]
The feeling
Is pumping a pack and tucking a MAC, concealing, revealing
And bustin a cap, there's nothing that match the feeling
(Parabellum) The feeling
Is taking this shit to a place where nobody come back from
The magnum, the buck-if-you-knuck in this bitch
In the fuckin parablem (Parabellum)
The feeling
Is pumping a pack and tucking a MAC, concealing, revealing
And bustin a cap, there's nothing that match the feeling
(Parabellum) The feeling
Is taking this shit to a place where nobody come back from
The magnum, the buck-if-you-knuck in this bitch
In the fuckin parablum (Parabellum)
The feeling