IN MY FEELINGS ft. AM Lyrics

Like lola

Do not play with it

Gloves on now

I am on a

Grand theft mission

New dinger auto

Keys in

Now you hear

The tires skidding

No chance you can

Sit this table

Before i took off

You could not see

The vision

When i am

In my feelings

I pray that

I do not

Make the wrong

Decisions

Like lola

Do not play with it

Gloves on now

I am on a

Grand theft mission

New dinger auto

Keys in

Now you hear

The tires skidding

No chance you can

Sit this table

Before i took off

You could not see

The vision

When i am

In my feelings

I pray that

I do not

Make the wrong

Decisions

If you are seeking vengeance

On them adventures

Deep in dem trenches

You already know

How it goes

Outside trying to

Find your highness

Ching it or bine

Trying to claim

The throne

Say your my slime

Let it spray

Like colange

Wonder why

More time

I just stay

On my own

Call fireman sam

He will raise the hose

Another captain

Save a hoe

Because of pasta

Your inside left exposed

Ketchup

All over the pasta

Fact of the matter

Sixteen hundred

Really been a big factor

I got wet ones

Trying to test there

Throat game

No names

No hands

Just asthma

Talking get back mode

Like by prod by walkz

I have really

Been a reactor

Life in them

Treacherous trenches

From the start

Still here to the present

As for the future

Protect me lord

Praying for more blessings

Not in his possession

But three plus four

When mally

Get stepping

It was not done by us

It was probably life

That threw those lemons

Like lola

Do not play with it

Gloves on now

I am on a

Grand theft mission

New dinger auto

Keys in

Now you hear

The tires skidding

No chance you can

Sit this table

Before i took off

You could not see

The vision

When i am

In my feelings

I pray that

I do not

Make the wrong

Decisions

Like lola

Do not play with it

Gloves on now

I am on a

Grand theft mission

New dinger auto

Keys in

Now you hear

The tires skidding

No chance you can

Sit this table

Before i took off

You could not see

The vision

When i am

In my feelings

I pray that

I do not

Make the wrong

Decisions

Do not play with it

Man stay with it

Three two corn

On your block

I am tapping it

Call the yeah my son

I am raising it

Hand ting blazing it

Head back shaving it

If there is a mash

On sale just pay for it

You got a yeah

But i have not got

Faith in it

Put the dots in his

Mouth he is tasting it

Step back baking him

Corn just shaking him

Roll down the window

Rev up the engine

Circle the undies

Pull out the dot dot

You have not

Ever froze

And the door

Got popped off

Rambo hand tings

Everything locked off

Boxed off

Caught and his face

Got boxed off

She was a barbie now

She a op thot

Riding around

In the op block

I am in the back seat

Trying to get topped off

With bobbie and i

Got a big ego

Trying to put him

At bae montenegro

Ace in the cut

Money mitch and rico

What you sipping on

Casa migo

Lean with the wap

Like neyo

Me and bt in the ride

That is duo

You do not want to

See this trio

Like lola

Do not play with it

Gloves on now

I am on a

Grand theft mission

New dinger auto

Keys in

Now you hear

The tires skidding

No chance you can

Sit this table

Before i took off

You could not see

The vision

When i am

In my feelings

I pray that

I do not

Make the wrong

Decisions

Like lola

Do not play with it

Gloves on now

I am on a

Grand theft mission

New dinger auto

Keys in

Now you hear

The tires skidding

No chance you can

Sit this table

Before i took off

You could not see

The vision

When i am

In my feelings

I pray that

I do not

Make the wrong

Decisions