CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Rebirth
Do you feel that I'm feeling?
Do, do you feel that I’m being free
And I'm thinking free?
Yes
Do, do—
I actually don't think you’re thinking anything
Baby, we're gonna try and see (Conductor)
If we're still here
(Conductor, Conductor, Conductor)
Ayo, I'm drinkin' Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Ah, Allah)
They can't f**k with me, Allah (Ayo, ayo)
I'm drinkin' Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Ah)
I rebirth the f**k out these n***as
I’m drinkin’ Pérignon out of Pyrexes (FLYGOD)
Puttin' holes and stains on these n***as (Ah)
I’m drinkin' Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Brrt)
Ayo, bullets hangin' over, word to Jesus, Mary, Joseph (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Moses sandals, Valentino camo with the eagles posin' (Ah)
Posted by the samples, fiends trample
"West, you got that Van Gogh with the stamp, yo?"
Extra-extra hot from Nando’s, Dadas with the five-panel
Prada bucket with the triangle (Ah)
Hung the n***a, his Supreme fives dangle, my eyes lay low
Low-top Fear of Gods with the drawstrings, please
If you could cook one or two when I shop, by all means
Ayo, back-to-back Bentaygas (Skrrt), rockin' flavors, jewelry on me major
Name one greater, city full of neighbors, but they seem like strangers (Ah)
Shoot him now, we meet in Vegas (Brrt), hundred shots to drop him painless (Brrt)
Hundred pots we watch, so say less, Mama used to shop at Payless
Tucked it up, that's just the dangers, bakin' soda used for yay
Come f**kin' with me, n***a, say what? Adam Cole was fightin' Bálor (Ah)
Dapper Dan, my Gucci tailored, Balmain ankle traced to sailors
f**k the cops, you n***as failures (f**k the police), funerals to sing to Hell
Yeah, I don't even gotta tell you (Uh-uh, doot, doot)
(Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Do, do you feel that I’m being free
And I'm thinking free?
Yes
Do, do—
I actually don't think you’re thinking anything
Baby, we're gonna try and see (Conductor)
If we're still here
(Conductor, Conductor, Conductor)
Ayo, I'm drinkin' Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Ah, Allah)
They can't f**k with me, Allah (Ayo, ayo)
I'm drinkin' Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Ah)
I rebirth the f**k out these n***as
I’m drinkin’ Pérignon out of Pyrexes (FLYGOD)
Puttin' holes and stains on these n***as (Ah)
I’m drinkin' Pérignon out of Pyrexes (Brrt)
Ayo, bullets hangin' over, word to Jesus, Mary, Joseph (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Moses sandals, Valentino camo with the eagles posin' (Ah)
Posted by the samples, fiends trample
"West, you got that Van Gogh with the stamp, yo?"
Extra-extra hot from Nando’s, Dadas with the five-panel
Prada bucket with the triangle (Ah)
Hung the n***a, his Supreme fives dangle, my eyes lay low
Low-top Fear of Gods with the drawstrings, please
If you could cook one or two when I shop, by all means
Ayo, back-to-back Bentaygas (Skrrt), rockin' flavors, jewelry on me major
Name one greater, city full of neighbors, but they seem like strangers (Ah)
Shoot him now, we meet in Vegas (Brrt), hundred shots to drop him painless (Brrt)
Hundred pots we watch, so say less, Mama used to shop at Payless
Tucked it up, that's just the dangers, bakin' soda used for yay
Come f**kin' with me, n***a, say what? Adam Cole was fightin' Bálor (Ah)
Dapper Dan, my Gucci tailored, Balmain ankle traced to sailors
f**k the cops, you n***as failures (f**k the police), funerals to sing to Hell
Yeah, I don't even gotta tell you (Uh-uh, doot, doot)
(Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
