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skooly - feelin' myself lyrics

[intro: skooly]
nard & b
yeah, stop all that cap-tivity look i told you n-ggas, you dig
yeah, when i walk i cost a ticket, you dig
i know i’m feeling myself
trench werk
when i talk, i talk a ticket, you dig

[chorus: skooly]
i think i’m feelin’ myself, i know i’m feelin’ myself
i think i’m feelin’ myself, i know i’m feelin’ myself
i got the hat, the jacket to match, i know i’m k!llin’ the bail
givenchy be k!llin’ chanel, givenchy be k!llin’ chanel
yeah yeah yeah, i think i’m feelin’ myself
givenchy be k!llin’ chanel, i think i’m feelin’ myself
look like i’m feelin’ myself, look like i’m feelin’ myself
i got the hat, the jacket to match, it look like i’m k!llin’ the bail

[verse 1: skooly]
my kicks givenchy and sh-t, my b-tch givenchy and sh-t
my whip, it come with a kick, it do two hundred and sh-t
my b-tch, she come with a kick, she got real -ss and t-ts
neighborhood cali sh-t, i am not average
don’t get overbearing b-tch, don’t get embarr-ssed b-tch
the brick come from belgium b-tch, i pull up in paris b-tch
yeah, i pull up in paris lit, uh, i think i’m on too many drugs, uh
my b-tch she on too many drugs, uh, this glock it got too many slugs
that thirty-two thousand in twenties, i stuff it all in my britches
yeah, that’s thirty-two days worth of cookin’
that’s thirty-two cookies, it’s all in the kitchen
we did it all in the kitchen, huh, junkies be all in the kitchen
just made the j do the dishes and clean up the kitchen
that’s all for a nickel, that’s all that they listen

[bridge: skooly]
givenchy be k!llin’ chanel
yeah yeah yeah, givenchy be k!llin’ chanel
yeah yeah yeah yeah, givenchy be k!llin’ chanel
dead -ss wrong, givenchy be k!llin’ chanel

[verse 2: strap]
cutl-ss, camero, chevelle, yeah
dolce, gabanna, chanel, yeah
i think i’m feelin’ myself (what?)
left wrist cartier
smellin’ like kush in my interview
i put the b-tch in some jimmy choos
i’m feelin’ myself and she dig it too
keep the ho wet like a swimmin’ pool
the f-ck y’all n-ggas gon’ tell me
go check the mailbox in lv
this d-black gang, n-gga smell me?
east side, west side, they ain’t held me
west side, east side, they ain’t held me
i brought the k!llers in here, yeah
i brought the dealers in here, yeah
that’s why i’m feelin’ myself

[verse 3: skooly]
look, that’s why i’m feelin’ myself, ain’t nothin’ realer in here
i brought the k!llers in here, i brought the dealers in here, i brought the stealers in here
yeah, i walked in the club with the blowers, i came with the mob, ain’t nothin’ real as a crip
purp gang, they doin’ this sh-t like a job, gotta get you n-ggas hit
now you’ll get hit from afar, worst place to get hit in the car
i got that from kevin, the realest done said it, bwa what up?
you know we don’t play, what up?
what did you say? what up?
go get the k, hold up
c-ck that b-tch back, shut up

- skooly lyrics

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