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[Verse 1: Strap]
[?] on top of [?]
Still don't give a fuck
I'm feeling myself
Girl, you know what's up with this
Don't want it with us
Tell my n***a load it up
Activis [?] got a n***a slowing up
I'ma keep rolling up
You know what I'm throwing up
P.O.R.T.E.R., [?] now we blowing up
[?] diamonds look like [?]
[?] that's my color, yellow wrist, yellow bitch
22's, that's my inch
Travi P., that's my clique
This for all my haters
Said I wasn't never gon' be shit
Fuck this, I'ma stack this paper
Just look at my neck and wrist
I'm feeling myself
Why? I know I'm the shit
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[Verse 2: Quez]
Extra, checked up
Feeling like a trillion
Million, a hundred thousand, billion, whatever
I'm on my fly shit, so I might shit on a building
Or might shit on your children, ETC
I'm feeling myself, where your girl at?
Oh, she ain't by me? 'Cause she 'bout to get girlnapped, hah, you ain't heard that
N***a, where that purp at?
Tryna get high as I ever been
Where the birds at?
Hope I got some Patrone or some Hen, they gon' [?] that
They tryna get drunk as they ever been
Boy, you heard that
They going down, down, down for the count
I'm feeling myself, n***a, check my bank account
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[Verse 3: Jose Guapo]
Feeling myself, like hand on dick now
Touchdown, 'cause we balling like Vick now
So many bitches choosing, I can't take a pic now
So if you don't understand, bitch, sit down
'Cause Guapo just be cooling it
They say they getting money, but these n***as ain't proving shit
You wanna know who do it?
Well, meet the n***as doing it
And I don't even bang, but my eyes, they su-wu-ing, bitch

[Verse 4: Ali]
Just got a fresh cut, I'm feeling myself
You lil n***as can't even reach me, 'cause I'm top shelf
I got [?]
[?] day, I'm feeling myself
I'm walking in the mall, hollar at any broad
And the money so tall, that all the bitches fall
And she give me the number, but I don't know to call
I'm so fresh, man, I do this shit because
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