Feeling Pt. 2 ft. Balance Lyrics

Huh

Superstar, I'm the kid that did

Fuck with Jordan's, I don't fuck with mids

Sipping 'hardt I might fuck up my shit

Feel like Bowser the way that I spit

Fuck is Morty? I step out in Rick

Brodies outside, they wait on a lick

You a capper can tell by your lid

Uh uh-uh-uh, uh (JSK shit)

School's out, what's the muh'fucking move?

When I get bored, I counting up blues

Your hoe with me and you know she choose

Uh uh-uh, uh

Feel like Pac, got the sauce, got the juice

Feel like Drake when she fuck with the crew

All my clothes they expensive and new

They gon' think i'm crazy by the way i'm sippin' juice

Shawty fuck with me, cause' she know i'm the truth

Ballin' on these bitches been on 1 for 2

Standing on my money, bitch i'm 10 foot 2

Stack my money all the way to the top, spend it all on clothes

Jordans all up on my feet, now i'm stepping on these hoes

Shawty be calling me, cause' i'm pulling all these hoes

Always be hitting me, schools out what's the move tho?

Like what's the move?

I got the loot

I just pulled up in the coupe

I'm in the booth, I turn a pussy boy boof

Yeah, I go again and again

In LA with a friend of her friend

I bend her right over the Benz

Rock VLONE I don't want no friends

Yeah, when you with me hoe, turn up

This is not no sage, burn up

Young boy getting paid, run up

I just have my way, uh huh

I'm having my way

Get paid by the day

Just like my hunnids, I take to the grave

Whole team JSK

Whole team going up, so I dripped out all my clothes

Come and chill with me, come and show me what you know

You gon' have to pay the fee, if you trippin' on me bro

I don't got to cap, but that bitch is 2 faced

Rolling up the za, man I take that to face

I don't go outside bitch i'm stalking my cake

Don't play the games, but I still win the race

Enjoy the ride, man it get's too late

(JSK shit)