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Strick - Feathers Ft Ty Dolla Sign Lyrics

Feathers Lyrics[Intro: Strick]
Yeah, yeah, haha
You know what the fuck going on man
Me and Kailoo Breezy in this motherfucker
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Strick]
The jet got feathers, woah, yeah
Your Porsche got leather (Skrr), uh, yeah
I went up some levels (Up some levels), yeah, yeah
I-I dare 'em, woah, yeah
Check the, check the bezel, it's froze, yeah
The hits consecutive, they know
She know what to do, ain't gotta tеll her, oh
We gettin' that cakе, she say it's pressure, oh
[Verse 1: Strick]
Top penthouse, at the tip, like the pyramid (Yeah)
Only Ferragamo, I'm rockin' a Rick Owens Letterman (Uh)
You're my kin, yeah, that my folks
We gotta let 'em in (Slime)
We been keepin' it real, it cost us nothin'
But shit, we like to spend
They been syndicatin' my videos, I'm on TV, yeah
We on rotation, every day they playin' a set
Silly rabbit, I like carrots, fast money, and sex
Finna pop another Tesla, I'ma keep the high-tech, yeah

[Chorus: Strick]
The jet got feathers, woah, yeah
Your Porsche got leather (Skrr), uh, yeah
I went up some levels (Up some levels), yeah, yeah
I-I dare 'em, woah, yeah
Check the, check the bezel, it's froze, yeah
The hits consecutive, they know
She know what to do, ain't gotta tell her, oh
We gettin' that cake, she say it's pressure, oh

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign & Strick]
We gettin' the cake
We doin' the slicin' (The slice), ay
I'm fuckin' these hoes
Ain't doin' no wifin' (Ah), ay
I'm fuckin' a dyke
She don't even like men (Like men), ay
I voted for Ye, not for Biden, yeah
The French came from Chrome
A bitch gon' give me dome
Don't talk on the phone (Brr)
Bust on her face when I'm gone
Smoking' that Cheech & Chong (Chong)
I got my pieces on (Piece)
I gotta keep it on me
You never know what them people on
Slatty, DJ Screw in my cup
I'm on Jupiter, her top good
But my other bitch go stupider
Soon as my ex left
I went out and found two of her
Me and Strick, fliest niggas in the universe
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The jet got feathers, woah, yeah
Your Porsche got leather (Skrr), uh, yeah
I went up some levels (Up some levels), yeah, yeah
I-I dare 'em, woah, yeah
Check the, check the bezel, it's froze, yeah
The hits consecutive, they know
She know what to do, ain't gotta tell her, oh
We gettin' that cake, she say it's pressure, oh