Name: Who dat boy by Feng in 😇feng
Duration: 1 min 32 s
Description: produced by boxxy

😇feng

9090gate - Truffle (Prod @Mag)

fakemink - truffle (prod @mag)

We got out the RR
Everybody froze

Me and rosh 
Kill it
Yh you already kno
 
she a model
But she dont model clothes for me

naked on the table
she pose for me

90210 vip only
You aint ever seen clothes
Like the clothes dat is on me

If you hate me 
Come kill me

Ion owe a mf shit
Come kill me

Ion even care
If a mf feel me

Yuh at the show
everybody try film me

Yh I flow how I flow
Amphetamine

Hoes in my dm
 like crack fiends

Stopped selling crack
Cus its so nasty

But the cats need
food 
 Man I just need my money

Ion wear chrome hearts
still rocking armani

Thank God (Prod Me)

killahhhh

Primrose Hill

Secret (Prod Ksuuvis)

Nothing really matters 

Produced by boxxy and me

Timeless beauty (poem)

Who dat boy

Feng - Candy floss

YOLO

Me vs the world

Produced by alexcozis

Yeah she acts like a princess
But she looks like Barbie
And she smokes like a Marley

I hope that she calls me
But I know she ain't for me
That's what everybody told me
But I don't care

She's a gamble, well I guess I like to dare

We could be a pear

Even though she bit the apple

Supermodel up in Paris, I can see her catwalk
Money in her purse while we on the plane to Basel
I said F the rules, we not sticking to the manual
Pouring up the Daniel
Filling up her wrist with granules

I know that they see us
And they hate it
So I made this song just for their playlist
They don't see her true colours, they're like a racist
They don't know she's special and everybody basic

I just wanna hold your hand
They can take their photos
I know that they secretly got FOMO

Louis V and POLO
I'll buy it for you
I'm a busy guy but I'll make time for you

Yeah she acts like a princess
But she looks like Barbie
And she smokes like a Marley

I hope that she calls me
But I know she ain't for me
That's what everybody told me
But I don't care

Princess

Feng - Ur fake (ft. Sixzino) [prod. Bxxxy]

Produced by Bilal Hamdi

My pocket full of dollars not pounds
Party in the Bronx
Imma sleep on the couch
Pulled up to the show
You know the music hella loud
My parents don't know that I'm here
They must think I'm a wild child

But I'm so young
I wanna scream and shout
I'm only here for a week
So my time is running out

I'm flying paper planes
And I pray they never land
Even when I can't
I gotta tell myself I can

I can, cuz

Imma teenage dreamer, dreamer
Screaming out the sunroof of the beamer, beamer
I think I got supermodel fever, fever
Posing for the magazine feature, feature

Imma teenage dreamer, dreamer
Screaming out the sunroof of the beamer, beamer
I think I got supermodel fever, fever
Posing for the magazine feature, feature

Money coming in now
Will I crash on impact?
Ain't no time to relax
My type of drug and I relapse
I can't put my seat back
I gotta keep going forward
Cuz the stars is where I wanna be at

I feel so alive they could hear me if I die
I been ignoring the signs
Running through the red light
This a blank page
Everything I see is white
So I'm dancing with my brush to the rhythm tonight

Imma teenage dreamer, dreamer
Screaming out the sunroof of the beamer, beamer
I think I got supermodel fever, fever
Posing for the magazine feature, feature

Imma teenage dreamer, dreamer
Screaming out the sunroof of the beamer, beamer
I think I got supermodel fever, fever
Posing for the magazine feature, feature

Who dat boy

Feng

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