In Your Feels

[Intro]
(Hit to kill)
(I got you in ya feels)

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[Verse 1]
I’m in your bitch for real,
I got you in your feels,
I’ll send them men at you—
you on the men-u.

We always split the bill,
we carry them blicks for real,
We don’t do pics for real,
equipped with the stick—
it ain’t for no selfie,
we gonna hit to kill. (yeah)

All that talk is lame,
they gonna chalk ya frame.
Right where I lay you down—
talking shit? say it now.

Baby don’t play with my name,
you thought I’d just leave it behind. (leave it behind)
And you’d be just fine. (and you’d be just fine)

But you’d be surprised—
it don’t take much time,
they forget you alive.

That was so stupid to try and play me,
I’ve been nothing but loyal,
this shit is crazy.

I saved you so much—
to say the least,
now I’m tryna protect you
from me.

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[Hook / Reflection]
Why the fuck are you hatein,
we’re just here to eat.
So quick to deceive—
your fake ass is weak.

Saved you so much,
you can’t even see.
Now I’m just tryna
protect you from me.

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[Bridge]
(Tryna protect you from me)

You switched up,
it’s still hard to believe.

Now it’s time to pay,
that shit comes with a fee.

I cut off your motion,
fuck on your freak.

You know the deal,
you should’ve stayed real.

Now you’re out the picture,
and all in your feels.

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[Final Chorus]
I’m in your bitch for real,
I got you in your feels,
I’ll send them men at you—
you on the men-u.

We always split the bill,
we carry them blicks for real.
We don’t do pics for real,
equipped with the stick—
it ain’t for no selfie,
we gonna hit to kill. (yeah)

All that talk is lame,
they gonna chalk ya frame.
Right where I lay you down—
talking shit? say it now.

Baby don’t play with my name.

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[Outro / Fade]
(Don’t play with my name)
(For real)

rap, trap, deep, drill, trap beat, male vocals, emotional