[Intro]
Yeah
I-I feel great, I feel amazing
[Chorus]
It goes one for the dough, two for the hoes
Nigga, if you feel it how I feel it, then you need to go get it
We gon' ride it from the bottom 'til we sittin' on the ceiling
Pop bottle after bottle to intensify the feelin'
We winnin'
[Verse 1]
My niggas illin', we knew from the beginning
We would kill it, from penny pinchin' to Vegas City sinnin'
Went from chillin' in Syd's crib to first cabin trippin'
Hittin' bad bitches, too far to even catch feelings
Bitch, I'm back wit it
Success make these bitches act different
Mad bitches chasin' them model hoes and actresses
And if anybody ask, we livin' fast on the dash
Tryna blow up, so fuck if a nigga crash
Click the ash, bitch, we gettin' blazed
Feelin' like it's seventh grade
Sippin' champagne for the moments that we couldn't save
Feel like my reign is only days away
So make a toast and lets celebrate to the paper chase
[Chorus]
One for the dough, two for the hoes
Nigga, if you feel it how I feel it, then you need to go get it
We gon' ride it from the bottom 'til we sittin' on the ceiling
Pop bottle after bottle to intensify the feelin'
One for the dough, two for the hoes
Nigga, if you feel it how I feel it, then you need to go get it
We gon' ride it from the bottom 'til we sittin' on the ceiling
Pop bottle after bottle to intensify the feelin'
We winnin'
[Verse 2]
For the rush, it's for the dream, it's for the feelin', it's for the moment
It's for the victory; the reason I leave mess of my opponents
It's for the hustle and the grind, all the hours you ain't notice
We be workin' so hard and we be feelin' like we owed this
It's for the moment, bitch, we own shit
That's why we drinkin' and we smokin' tryna slow shit
Happy while we got it, 'cause the only thing we really know is
Right now, we the focus
When your days become your dreams and your dreams become reality
Sleep is obsolete because your mind is workin' rapidly
When people who laugh takin' success as a causality
When you get that feelin' like your vision is in fact in reach
I wish that feelin' to all my bitches and all my niggas
I hope you realize our path; it may be walkin' with us
May all your pain be champagne, we all could live up
So when I roll up to celebrate, you should spark it with us
[Chorus]
One for the dough, two for the hoes
Nigga, if you feel it how I feel it, then you need to go get it
We gon' ride it from the bottom 'til we sittin' on the ceiling
Pop bottle after bottle to intensify the feelin'
One for the dough, two for the hoes
Nigga, if you feel it how I feel it, then you need to go get it
We gon' ride it from the bottom 'til we sittin' on the ceiling
Pop bottle after bottle to intensify the feelin'
We winnin'
