That bass hit, I'm seeing spaceships
Started from the bottom and I'm still up in my basement
(okay okay okay okay)
It's all cool
Easy shit like cartoons
Boppin' heads in my car cruise
Peel bananas watch cartoons
This trap shit we ain't playin'
Fel & D.R.O. gonna break the rules
Bringing mad flair like Jamaican food
Cause I love to win and I hate to lose
Y'all Babylon I stay Zion
Show my teeth and [y'all wine on?]
Got a whole crew full of lions
Taking stress to your Scion
Like: Whoop! Whoop!
Extra bass, your mixtape, excessive ways
Your chick tastes like lemonade
I've been on this shit since 2nd grade, like "uh"!
I love chicken
Ride around, my boys blunt flickin'
Sorry momma don't be trippin'
Naw it keeps it real, when these drums kickin'
Sometimes I like to go wild
Chicks creepin' on my profile
Get drunk and talk like bane, like it's time to go mobile
Fuck it homie imma spill guts
Got a dynasty, like I kill ducks
And I tear it up, cause I'm still young
And I produce shit like pilgrims, what's up?!
Got mad steez
Kick it with D1 atheletes
And kids who pickin' up mad weed
Wakin' up to that caffeine
Been feelin' dope since restless
Country cow for breakfast
ANS on my next shit
The world is mine, no exit
The takeover, wait's over
I'm 500, Daytona
Livin' in a town where every hot mom
In a 50 mile range ride Range Rover
They fuck with the drums, I bang over
Can't blame y'all, me too
F-E-L be the arm bro
They bump me loud, can't hear you
I'm ridin through my city
Couple homies with me
Bumpin' my shit on the system
Yo that kick drum hella gritty
These people think I fucked up
Cause I ain't follow tradition
But with 10k from my beats
It's kinda hard to listen
Watch out while I'm spittin'
Get the shit real jumpin'
Y'all stick to fist-pumpin'
We got lighters and the potion
Got the tie-dye, with my Sperrys
Still not good at caring
Yo, I spit shit, cause it lit
My name Fel'
Keep staring! Uh!
[Verse 1: Felly] That bass hit, I'm seeing spaceships Started from the bottom and I'm still up in my basement (okay okay okay okay) It's all cool Easy shit like cartoons Boppin' heads in my car cruise Peel bananas watch cartoons This trap shit we ain't playin' Fel & D.R.O. gonna break the rules Bringing mad flair like Jamaican food Cause I love to win and I hate to lose Y'all Babylon I stay Zion Show my teeth and [y'all wine on?] Got a whole crew full of lions Taking stress to your Scion Like: Whoop! Whoop! Extra bass, your mixtape, excessive ways Your chick tastes like lemonade I've been on this shit since 2nd grade, like "uh"! I love chicken Ride around, my boys blunt flickin' Sorry momma don't be trippin' Naw it keeps it real, when these drums kickin' Sometimes I like to go wild Chicks creepin' on my profile Get drunk and talk like bane, like it's time to go mobile Fuck it homie imma spill guts Got a dynasty, like I kill ducks And I tear it up, cause I'm still young And I produce shit like pilgrims, what's up?! Got mad steez Kick it with D1 atheletes And kids who pickin' up mad weed Wakin' up to that caffeine Been feelin' dope since restless Country cow for breakfast ANS on my next shit The world is mine, no exit The takeover, wait's over I'm 500, Daytona Livin' in a town where every hot mom In a 50 mile range ride Range Rover They fuck with the drums, I bang over Can't blame y'all, me too F-E-L be the arm bro They bump me loud, can't hear you I'm ridin through my city Couple homies with me Bumpin' my shit on the system Yo that kick drum hella gritty These people think I fucked up Cause I ain't follow tradition But with 10k from my beats It's kinda hard to listen Watch out while I'm spittin' Get the shit real jumpin' Y'all stick to fist-pumpin' We got lighters and the potion Got the tie-dye, with my Sperrys Still not good at caring Yo, I spit shit, cause it lit My name Fel' Keep staring! Uh! Explain Request ×
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