Ya Feel Me
Larry June
3:45Good job, Dame You're doing good Yeah, I'm riding in this coupe, but I don't know where I'm going I got two hundred on the dash, but I don't know where I'm going Smoking chops out the bag, but I don't know where I'm going But I'm straight to the cash, you know where I'm going When I dip, it's a mothafucking movie But I don't know where I'm going Old schools, new schools, it's a movie But I don't know where I'm going Bank roll, rubber bands, it's a movie But I don't know where I'm going Doors open on the scrape, it's a movie You know where I'm going I just move how I move, I'm on boss status Ten Gs in my pocket, forty in the cabinet I'm a mothafucking fiend, I just gotta have it So I'm back to the trap, stacking more cabbage Beep, beep, that's my phone selling whoopty-whops I got whoopties for the low, bitch, add me up (Sock it to me) Beep beep, money counter, that's another one You gon' smell gun powder if you talking something Getting bossed in my office like Bill Clinton Fell alseep on the yacht, woke up wearing linen Fell asleep on the plane, woke up to a million Kind of thought the ho was different, nigga, I was tripping Got macks in the kitchen like Mickey D Got a Black bitch, snow, and a Japanese Yeah, I know I'm lactose, but I got heavy cheese Never handcuff a ho, let a bitch leave Yeah, I'm riding in this coupe, but I don't know where I'm going I got two hundred on the dash, but I don't know where I'm going Smoking chops out the bag, but I don't know where I'm going But I'm straight to the cash, you know where I'm going When I dip, it's a mothafucking movie But I don't know where I'm going Old schools, new schools, it's a movie But I don't know where I'm going Bank roll, rubber bands, it's a movie But I don't know where I'm going Doors open on the scrape, it's a movie You know where I'm going I'm turning corners in the scrape, but I don't know where I'm going I got this Patek on my wrist, but I don't know where I'm going I'm 'bout to meet up with this bitch, but I don't know what we doing Keep that whoopty on my waist 'cause I don't know where we going Something sticky in this chop, nigga, that's what I'm blowing Made her put it in my palm 'cause I know she going Made her put it in my palm 'cause I know she going Made her put it in my palm 'cause I know she going Yeah, I'm riding in this coupe, but I don't know where I'm going I got two hundred on the dash, but I don't know where I'm going Smoking chops out the bag, but I don't know where I'm going But I'm straight to the cash, you know where I'm going When I dip, it's a mothafucking movie But I don't know where I'm going Old schools, new schools, it's a movie But I don't know where I'm going Bank roll, rubber bands, it's a movie But I don't know where I'm going Doors open on the scrape, it's a movie You know where I'm going Goddamn Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye Good job Damn Aye, aye, aye, ooh Sheesh, yee