
letra de feeling first class - king dcn
[intro]
yeah, king dcn, king dcn!
[chorus]
felt first class seating in the booth
i was served soda, let that sweeten my tooth
in the booth, the material’s smooth
making some bangers, let me feel that mood
b king just served me that food
wish they’d shave me some points, paul crewe
could’ve got maccy d’s, terry crews
didn’t wanna do it, i was watching the blues
[verse 1]
so i’m kicking that sh-t, shoutout chelsea
kicking it in the booth, making some heat
on the macbook pro, i feel like a geek
i ain’t no geek, but you know what i mean
got jordan 1’s, they’re stuck on my feet
went clementine, you know that’s on me
no usa, but i’m wearing nike-y
don’t give no f-cks, if you don’t like me
anytime that i step in the booth
trust me n-gga, i’m telling the truth
trust me lil n-gga, i don’t do this sh-t for the camera crew, this ain’t nothing new
i was sipping on blue au, i had lime in the cup, that’s a mood
felt first class seat in the booth
i felt vip, that’s a mood
[chorus 2]
felt first class seating in the booth
i was served soda, let that sweeten my tooth
in the booth, the material’s smooth
making some bangers, let me feel that mood
b king just served me that food
wish they’d shave me some points, paul crewe
could’ve got maccy d’s, terry crews
didn’t wanna do it, i was watching the blues
felt first class seating in the booth
i was served soda, let that sweeten my tooth
in the booth, the material’s smooth
making some bangers, let me feel that mood
b king just served me that food
wish they’d shave me some points, paul crewe
could’ve got maccy d’s, terry crews
didn’t wanna do it, i was watching the blues
[verse 2]
tryna go up, touch the sky
tryna get on private jet, so we go f-cking high
shoutout to all my f-cking guys
shoutout to everybody that’s by my side
nowadays, if someone did me wrong
trust me, i ain’t gonna be the one to left it slide
just cos i’m the coolest one, doesn’t mean i won’t ever go out and fight
it’s always me taking these risks
what the f-ck, who’s gonna hate on a f-cking king?
how the f-ck are you gonna hate on a kid?
what the f-ck is wrong with these stupid ass pr-cks?
i ain’t no dog in this sh-t
but trust me, man, i’m the one with the tricks
but trust me, i ain’t gonna move too sl!ck, i ain’t no sl!ck
i’mma keep it real
[chorus]
felt first class seating in the booth
i was served soda, let that sweeten my tooth
in the booth, the material’s smooth
making some bangers, let me feel that mood
b king just served me that food
wish they’d shave me some points, paul crewe
could’ve got maccy d’s, terry crews
didn’t wanna do it, i was watching the blues
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