Lyrics
[Intro: Strick]
Yeah, yeah, haha
You know what the fuck goin' on, man
Me and Kailoo Breezy in this motherfucker
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Strick]
The jet got feathers, woah, yeah
The 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
Shе know what to do, ain't gotta tell her, oh
We gеttin' that cake, she say it's pressure, oh
[Verse 1: Strick]
Top penthouse, at the tip like the pyramid (Yeah)
Only Fear of God, I'm rockin' a Rick Owens Letterman (Uh)
That 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
About this track
"Feathers" is a song by Strick from the album 2LATE 2APOLOGIZE, released in 2022.
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[Chorus: Strick]
The jet got feathers, woah, yeah
The 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), ayy
I'm fuckin' these hoes, ain't doin' no wifin' (Ah), ayy
I'm fuckin' a dyke, she don't even like men (Like men), ayy
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 and 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
[Chorus: Strick]
The jet got feathers, woah, yeah
The 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
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