Listen to this song real quick, I like this song hold on hold on Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (okay), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (let's go), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (okay), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Drop my feelings (drop my, drop, drop my, drop, drop my, drop, drop my, drop) Drop my feelings, stack my money to the ceiling AMG coupe no ceilings, bounce back from a loss My pockets been going through a motherfuckin healing (Ha ha) Stack my money to the ceiling AMG coupe no ceilings, bounce back from a loss My pockets been going through a motherfuckin healing Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (okay), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (drop my feelings), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (okay), yeah, yeah, yeah, mmmm Got a lil bitch that I met last night, shit, I'm trynna dick her ass out Made me some mil, but you know I want mo, shit, you know I'm gon figure that out Hustle, hustle, hustle even in a drought Rocking Dior pocket full of hundreds I ain't getting what? Better watch yo mouth Walked in with about 30K in my trousers Pop me a ten we gon fuck for hours I got hoes in Miami in Broward Give her a show this a champagne shower Thought I miscounted, let me count it again Blues on blues now watch em' all spin Swear to God I ain't going broke again Jumped in the foreign, let her hair in the wind Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (okay), yeah, yeah (let's go), yeah, yeah (drop my feelings), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (okay), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (drop my feelings) Drop my feelings It ain't hard to jump out my feeling I had to drop my feelings