How I Feel (Matte Black) lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Yuh yo, yuh yo, yuh yo)
Ya' dig? (Huh, b*tch)
Who that, Trell?
Uh, uh

[Chorus]
Fresh up out the jet, you knew I flew private (b*tch)
I feel like a pet, f*ck it I feel like a pit (Grr)
I'm gon' take a sh*t on anyone that was doubtin' (For real, b*tch)
Now they know I'm the sh*t, yeah, young n*gga super rich (Cha-ching)
Look at the gold in my mouth you know I'm smilin' (You know I'm smilin', ya' dig)
So many hoes up in my face I could take a pic (Uh-huh, b*tch)
Young n*gga violent and wildin' (Violent and wildin', grrah)
Choppa on me with a titty as the f*ckin' clip (Baow, baow, baow, baow)

[Verse]
Leather interior (Uh-huh), matte black exterior (Uh-huh, what else?)
You are inferior, I am superior (Yeah, uh, what else?)
She wanna f*ck me with her friend, the more the merrier (Uh, what else?)
Wear a mask, so when my choppa blast, it look scarier (Graah, graah, graah)
I'm nineteen (Yeah), doing grown man sh*t (Yeah)
On my own, man sh*t, (Yeah) I'm my own man, b*tch (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Choppa make me limp, like an old ass Crip (Graah, graah, graah)
Aimin' from the hip, give his ass a facelift (Hip, yeah)
Now it's blood all on my fashion, how the f*ck I'm gon' manage? (Ya' dig)
Body bag him, then hop in the wagon, drive away no crashin' (Ya' dig)
Bite down, molly got me money hungry, need a salad (Ya' dig)
Ain't no handouts, I ain't with that buddy buddy, interaction (Uh, woo)
[Chorus]
Fresh up out the jet, you knew I flew private (b*tch)
I feel like a pet, f*ck it I feel like a pit (Grr)
I'm gon' take a sh*t on anyone that was doubtin' (For real, b*tch)
Now they know I'm the sh*t, yeah, young n*gga super rich (Cha-ching)
Look at the gold in my mouth you know I'm smilin' (You know I'm smilin', ya' dig)
So many hoes up in my face I could take a pic (Uh-huh, b*tch)
Young n*gga violent and wildin' (Violent and wildin', grrah)
Choppa on me with a titty as the f*ckin' clip (Baow, baow, baow, baow, grahh)

[Open Verse]