(Ahh) (Woah) (Umm) All in my feelings Don't even come 'round me Ain't answer my phone So my bitch going buggy I fuck you in Paris All the way out to London Got some shooters in Gaza And they ain't afraid to pop off one Your crew full of dummies About to go muggy I spazz like (pa pa pa) Then it get all bloody Fuck is you talking about I stay with the real ones I stay with my bitch And she ain't afraid to pop no one Mama always told me That i better keep my mouth straight And if im ever on the road That i better keep my soul straight And if someone is talking 'bout you Than he don't know you truthfuly And always stay true to yourself And your real fucking family All in my feelings Don't even come 'round me I spazz like (ta ta ta) So my bitch going buggy I fuck you in Paris All the way out to London Got some shooters in Gaza And they ain't afraid to pop no one (Afraid to pop no one) (And more chune for your headtop So watch how you speak on my name, you know?)