sh*ttin’ Me lyrics

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
These n*ggas talk like they getting money, but they ain't really spending like that
n*ggas talking like they catch a body, but we really know that they really ain't spending like that
We outside, Porshe Pannimarra, Maibach
Lambo back to back back to back
[?] Hellcat
[?]
Hit it from the back, yeah she make it clap
Back in the day, serving high tech in the trap
[?] made a junky relapse
[?] I'm walking with that
Pints of the Activis, I was tasked for that
Me and her riding round in [?]
My wrist [?] I'm serious
Take off like Fast and the Furious
[?] got me delerious

[Chorus: Feby]
sh*ttin me?
Are you kidding me?
sh*ttin me?
sh*ttin me?
Are you kidding me?
sh*ttin me?
sh*ttin me?
Are you kidding me?
sh*ttin me?
sh*ttin me?
Are you kidding me?
sh*ttin me?
sh*ttin me?
[Verse 2: Feby]
Brand new deal, bout to blow that
[?] big bag
Been bout my bread, and it's no cap
I'm the realest b*tch in here, and you know that
Yeah you know that
They don't want me winning like I'm Kodak
But the sh*t gon pop like it's Bodak
Tell a f*ck n*gga he can hold that
All of these n*ggas so fake
Can't f*ck with these hoes, they on Xans
Free all my dawgs out the can
They know I'm putting in work
I had to grind from the dirt
They mad they feelings is hurt


[Chorus: Feby]
sh*ttin me?
Are you kidding me?
sh*ttin me?
sh*ttin me?
Are you kidding me?
sh*ttin me?
sh*ttin me?
Are you kidding me?
sh*ttin me?
sh*ttin me?
Are you kidding me?
sh*ttin me?
sh*ttin me?