Testo Howwww - KayCyy
Testo della canzone Howwww (KayCyy), tratta dall'album Get Used To It
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
How does it?
How?
Yeah, how does it feel? (How does it feel? Tell me the deal)
Yeah, tell me the deal
Is it for real, is it, uh, just for the thrill?
I gotta feel
I had to, uh, I had to feel, yeah
Won't take a kneel, I'm walkin' out
That's standin' up, that's how I feel
Through the smoke, all I'm seein' is her eyes (yeah)
I don't care 'bout wrong or right (no)
Yeah, baby, not tonight
If you show them the ingredients, I know that they gon' bite
Hold on, you get some boo, she get some love, she get some ice
You get a purse, that new Céline, that's what you like
If I ain't had that bag, my words will probably have you flyin'
If I ain't had this bag, I promise ten times, I'd be tryin'
But I know one thing, I know one that's super special
I be dreamin' too much 'bout how I need to bring this shit to life, yeah
Foundation the key, and brick by brick, we down to get right (yeah)
Baby, let's ride (yeah)
How does it feel, to be in the mix?
How does it, uh, how does it feel?
Surrounded by rich?
I almost feel rich, I almost feel, uh
Already f-, uh
I'm already lit, I'm already turnt
Been had the drip
Before I had a pot to piss in
Before I pot to invest in
Before Instagram added close friends
I only share with close friends
I only trust my close friends, but
I rather be crossed by a close friend
Just so I can know they wasn't close then
If a stranger fuck my bitch
I can't be mad 'cause I don't know him
If a stranger took my bread and ran off with it
I can't be mad 'cause I don't know him
He's just a stranger, can't be mad (how?)
Can't be mad (no)
Can't be mad (no)
How does it feel? (Oh, ooh-ooh)
How?
How?
Can you be more specific?
I think I can see Pacific
I think I've been a misfit
I think I've been what's missin'
I think they know I'm different
I think they know I'm- (they know how)
Yeah, how does it feel? (How does it feel? Tell me the deal)
Yeah, tell me the deal
Is it for real, is it, uh, just for the thrill?
I gotta feel
I had to, uh, I had to feel, yeah
Won't take a kneel, I'm walkin' out
That's standin' up, that's how I feel
Oh-oh, yeah
Through the smoke, all I'm seein' his her eyes (yeah)
I don't care 'bout wrong or right (no)
Yeah, not tonight
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Writer(s): Mark Makora Mbogo, Thibault Antoine Dominguez, Michael James Jr Washington
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