In My Feelings lyrics

[Intro]
Sometimes these hoes be scary, I'm like, "What you want from me?"
Yeah
Ayy, neighborhood

[Verse 1]
Why would I stop with drank? I think it's my only friend
I hit that button right before her stomach every time I'm in it
She want me, I want a plug on pints that never ever end
No cap, I keep a bad one with me just like my FN
This b*tch want my heart, but it's too late, I'm in love with the drank
I'm so high, b*tch, but if you blow it, block you in your face
I get high off codeine, but I really love the taste
I got Mexiko all on my beats, I know you hear thе bass
I drive my SRT like I ain't got no sensе, I'm a NASCAR racer
I don't f*ck with groupies, I hate b*tches who just clout chasers
I'm taking my trash out the window, neighborhood, at my neighbors
Rich rolling with a stack of blues, Crippin' with the takers

[Chorus]
Sometimes these hoes be scary, I'm like, "What you want from me?"
Your last n*gga was a b*tch, I know he a wannabe
I can't show you none of my feelings, I done had them turn on me
I get high and in my feelings 'cause nobody earn for me

[Verse 2]
She asked me why I drive so fast, I'm like, "That's why I bought the cars"
I get high, outer space sh*t, Pluto, maybe Mars
I'm so high in the spaceship, can't crash off the bars
I'm in the bed countin' hundreds, she like, "Baby, why you hard?"
They got my n*gga locked down for a tip, I bet we beat it though
I know I'm that n*gga, so I like me some conceited hoes
Got plenty guns, but I still use the ones from videos
I heard you n*ggas out returning clothes after the video
You can call me an addict, I don't care, I'm in my mansion
I'm young, rich, and havin', these n*ggas talk like faggots
You don't make enough to do these drugs, stop cappin'
It ain't no big deal, we gon' pop up where they relaxin'
[Outro]
Franchise sh*t
It ain't no big deal, we gon' fa-fa where they relaxin'
Hmm
(Plug)