Fuck Your Feelings ft. Bankjuss & zeek 1z Lyrics

I'm in the building, yeah, know I'm winning Yeah, fuck your feelings, yeah, hittin' different

Yeah, no pun intended, yeah, I'm a villain Yeah, like Kenny Pickett, yeah, when I'm mixin

Yeah, fuck your feelings, yeah, fuck your feelings Yeah, fuck your feelings, yeah, fuck your feelings

Fuck your feelings, got in my bag, I'm mad, that's how I'm livin

Timmy and Kat, that's on the dash, that's how we livin

The bitch on my dick, she want the tip, that's how she livin

That's how we livin', that's how we livin

The bitch on my dick, she suckin' the tip, that's how she livin

The pipe on my hip, it blow like a stick, that's how we livin

Spend a band on this bitch, while she eat this dick that's how I'm livin

That's just how I'm livin', that's just how I'm livin

Call me Chef RD and when I'm in the kitchen Flippin' your bitch in the air, she touchin' ceilings She screamin' and moanin', tellin' me to stop it when I'm, when I'm in it, in it

When I'm in it, in it, black truck, you know it's tinted

I had to make a difference, get money, get out of your feelings

I had to get myself a bag, I had to get up, get some racks

I'ma take that nigga bag, if that nigga want some smoke

We pull up to his house, we got the knockers kickin' down his door

Please don't try to play me like no pussy, cause I'm not no ho

If that nigga wanna talk, I swear to God, we let him

When I'm in it, in it, I swear it's been a minute

Gotta go, these niggas trippin', get these hoes out they feelings

No doubt you know I'm winnin', that's bro man, yeah, we twinnin

We been down from the beginning, before I saw my vision

Don't talk, just want you to listen, they kick me out the kitchen

They mad I'm doin' the dishes, like Kobe, bitch, I'm switchin

You snaked out stop the hissin', won't ever hear me snitchin

And that's just how I'm livin', she ask me, but I'm willin

I had to get myself a bag

I had to get up, get some racks

I had to get myself a bag

I had to get up, get some racks

I'm in the building, yeah, know I'm winnin

Yeah, fuck your feelings, yeah, hittin' different

Yeah, no pun intended, yeah, I'm a villain

Yeah, like Kenny Pickett, yeah, when I mix it

Yeah, fuck your feelings, yeah, fuck your feelings

Yeah, fuck your feelings, yeah, fuck your feelings

Yeah, fuck your feelings, yeah, fuck your feelings

Yeah, fuck your feelings, yeah, fuck your feelings