feva ft. lockedinkee Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Girl
It ain't nobody like me & you know that
They know I'm Jitt, but I'm lit way before that
Top speed, I'm talking pedal to floor mat
They tryna get like me, but got no gonads
It's in me, ain't on me, I'm leaving em so mad
We having money, we taught not to show that
Hold on
I gotta find where my phone at
Y'all weird
Keep distance, please don't come near
Ja cut the jean, that's real Denim Tears
Whole team DNA got no fears
Ona 757 this is not no Leer
Pour up Kombucha, I don't want it clear
Me & my mama was shopping at Sears
She finna get what she want by the end of the year
Please keep yo distance, like 10 feet of clearance
My mans making schools & you worried bout earrings
I come home with bread when I'm running my errands
Them boys so mad that I don't got no fear in me
I'm so 1of1 I don't think that you hearing me
Besides my momma, I got a school cheering me on
Hoe, it's no leading me wrong
Peep you tried lead me wrong
Cutting you off
She want a new car, but she like the old ones 'cause Kee be turning her on
Show her my best side, hit from the left side that's my li'l bitch when I give her the bone
I get round her she need a wet sign not from the west side
But slide when I call on her phone
She know I'm fresh like, Kee be jet fly, want pateks I-
Run up my racks I been living my best life
Slide trying to see what that neck like
Bae
You don't got trip bout that girl I been told you that she just my best like
Aaaah, all of these niggas be weird who be beefing with me don't get hoes nigga using a fleshlight
Aaah, all of these niggas be weird who be beefing with me, you a bitch I walk you like my pet like
We don't connect no you can't be my wifi
So I hit her once and proceed to say bye bye
That hoe mad, She try to get me back
By being a hoe I said nice try
Aaaah
Drip out the world like Sci-Fi
She don't like what I'm on so I'm making her eyes cry
I do you like that 'cause you lied I don't like lies
I'm giving her back to the streets no she not mine
Gang
Uhhh
It ain't nobody like me & you know that
They know I'm Jitt, but I'm lit way before that
Top speed, I'm talking pedal to floor mat
They tryna get like me, but got no gonads
It's in me, ain't on me, I'm leaving em so mad
We having money, we taught not to show that
Hold on
I gotta find where my phone at
Y'all weird
Keep energy, please don't come near
Ja cut the jean, that's real Denim Tears
Whole team DNA got no fears
Ona 757 this is not no Leer
Pour up Kombucha, I don't want it clear
Me & my mama was shopping at Sears
She finna get what she want by the end of the year