[Intro: Rhino!]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, look

[Chorus: Rhino!]
I like to chill, but n***as be tryna fight me
You my son, my n***a, you look just like me
"That boy Ryan fell off", yeah, that's unlikely
I ain't even gon' pro, I feel like Mikey
I feel like Mikey, I feel like Mikey
Stop hatin' my n***a, you know she like me
I feel like Mikey, I feel like Mikey (Yeah)
Stop playin' my n***a, I feel like Mikey

[Verse 1: Rhino!]
Not really concerned if you don't like me
Not my fault I'm all up in your psyche
Wrist be on icy, Moncler with the white tee
I ain't got no wifey, they all too dicey
I'm home chillin' while you moshin'
And, I stay with a Drac', but I ain't joshin'
White kush to match the white Phantom
All these IG hoes, I can't stand them
I woke up in the Phantom, she call me Danny
DMV to L.A, shoutout to Young Manny, uh
Flew out that chick, she from Miami
Post up, she could prolly' win an insta-Grammy
All these chains, man, I feel like a slave
It's Hollywood, and everybody just rage
Saved by the bell, not by the wedding ring
It's funny how money can change everything
[Chorus: Rhino! & Fenix Flexin]
I like to chill, but n***as be tryna fight me
You my son, my n***a, you look just like me
"That boy Ryan fell off", yeah, that's unlikely
I ain't even gon' pro, I feel like Mikey
I feel like Mikey, I feel like Mikey
Stop hatin' my n***a, you know she like me
I feel like Mikey, I feel like Mikey (Like Mikey)
Stop playin' my n***a, I feel like Mikey (Like Mikey)

[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]
I be tryna chill, but these n***as wanna fight
I ain't worry 'bout it, boy, you know I keep a pipe
I ain't living wrong, but n***a I ain't living right
Fully automatic, and you know I got the sights
Aye, and a red dot
We ain't aimin' for no legs, we want headshots
Late night with your bitch in a leglock
Playing games with your bitch like a Xbox
Damn, she hella bad, I'm tryna hit some
N***a said he want some beef, we finna split some (Bow, bow)
I be poppin percocets, I'm on my fifth one (Aye, aye)
Imma make the bitch cum (Ooh)
N***a, Fenix Flexin (Fenix Flexin)
Pull this choppa out, clear a n***a section (Pull the choppa)
I was fuckin' on your bitch at the west end
Doubleback on that hoe, I hit her best friend (Bitch!)
[Chorus: Rhino!]
I like to chill, but n***as be tryna fight me
You my son, my n***a, you look just like me
"That boy Ryan fell off", yeah, that's unlikely
I ain't even gon' pro, I feel like Mikey
I feel like Mikey, I feel like Mikey
Stop hatin' my n***a, you know she like me
I feel like Mikey, I feel like Mikey
Stop playin' my n***a, I feel like Mikey