Kharbouch released his debut mixtape in 2007 and had his first breakthrough with the single "Choppa Choppa Down" in 2010. He released his debut studio album Excuse My French in May 2013, which was met with generally mixed reviews despite commercial success from its lead single, "Pop That" (featuring Rick Ross, Drake, and Lil Wayne). In July 2017, he released his second studio album Jungle Rules, which peaked at number three on the Billboard 200.
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Super, super fresh with a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy keep the chickens in check
All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got somebody sleeping on my bed
She give me IQ, that mean she get ahead
I just give her beats, I don't give her bread
Bottles on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
'Cause I'm gon' get it all
And I'm a throw it up like god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
Look up in the mirror, the mirror look at me
The mirror be like baby you the shit god dammit
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god dammit
You the shit god dammit, you the shit, you the shit
I be everywhere, everybody know me
Catch me in the club hundred bottles on me
I get busy like a one liner
In the drop getting head baby never mind
We gettin' money why you playing with it
Pool in the crib you could land a water plane in it
Slick Rick looking at the mirror
Big Daddy Kane bitch Like Shakira
1.5 custom made car
Me and Will table looking like the bar
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem
And I don't give a fuck that's my fuckin' problem
And I don't give a fuck that's my whole M.O
I rock the whole globe with no problemo
Been rocking coats since my first demo
And now I'm banging hoes in the continental
And I done seen me slidin' out my dope ride
I open up the doors, suicide
I came from the bottom, the sewer side
I made it to the top 'Cause I do it fly
Feelin' fuckin' lucky like the fuckin' Irish
I see the whole game from my third Iris
I tour the whole word like a dirty pirate
To give the whole club some Miley Cyrus
Now everybody trippin' like they poppin' molly
Up in the club, is where you can find me
I do it real big never do it tiny
If you about that bullshit please don't remind me
I step in this motherfucker just to make it work
I get on the floor just to make that booty twerk
Shake, shake that ass like a, like an expert
Shake, shake that ass like a, like an expert
I be everywhere everybody know me
Super, super fresh with a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy keep the chickens in check
All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got somebody sleeping on my bed
She give me IQ, that mean she give me head
I just give her beats, I don't give her bread
'Cause we be in the club
Bottles on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
'Cause I'm gon' get it all
And I'm a throw it up like god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
Look up in the mirror, the mirror look at me
The mirror be like baby you the shit god dammit
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god dammit
You the shit god dammit, you the shit, you the shit
Doobie in my hand, Rollie on my wrist
Got a bottle of that thousand dollar champagne in my fist
Women of in your dreams sleep in my bed
So I don't need your brains I need my ass kissed
But all my homies like give me some head
Smoke joints till our eyes turn Indian red
Takes shots till our chests burn
We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this let's get it started
The bigger the bill, the bigger you ball
The bigger the watch, the bigger the car, the bigger the star
The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you already know
The bigger the bank that's more hoes, nigga
And I done spent a quarter milli on clothes
Coppin' them old schools and puttin' foreigns on the road
Real talk and if my fuel get low
I roll up another joint take a shot and reload, pow
I be everywhere everybody know me
Super, super fresh with a dope styling
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
Givenchy keep the chickens in check
All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib
Dru Hill? Got somebody sleeping on my bed
She give me IQ, that mean she get ahead
I just give her beats, I don't give her bread
'Cause we be in the club
Bottles on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
'Cause I'm gon' get it all
And I'm a throw it up like god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
Look up in the mirror, the mirror look at me
The mirror be like baby you the shit god dammit
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god dammit
You the shit god dammit, you the shit, you the shit yes sire
The song "Feelin' Myself" by French Montana is a boastful track that emphasizes on French Montana's lifestyle, with lyrics about his wealth, fame, and sexcapades. The song praises Montana's luxurious taste and his ability to attract women, as well as his dedication to his craft as a musician. In the first verse, Montana brags about his lavish lifestyle, including the diamonds on his wrist and neck that add to his fresh, trendy appearance. Moreover, he flaunts his ability to bring attractive women to his house, where he enjoys their company while enjoying the perks of success.
The second verse takes a different angle, where Montana talks about his impressive work ethic as a musician and performer. He boasts about his success, which has taken him from the "sewer side" to the top of the world. Montana also shows his appreciation for other famous entertainers such as Slick Rick, Big Daddy Kane, and Miley Cyrus. He then goes on to describe how he lives life to the fullest, surrounded by close friends, enjoying his success, and partying with "papers, bottles, mollies," and refreshing drinks.
In summary, "Feelin' Myself" is a self-praising song that highlights Montana's life of fame, luxury, and success. It also emphasizes his hard work and dedication to his craft, which has nurtured his rise to stardom, and his appreciation for the entertainment industry as a whole.
Line by Line Meaning
I be everywhere everybody know me
I'm famous and well-known.
Super, super fresh with a dope styling
I always look good and my style is cool.
Hunny on my wrist, couple karats on my neck
I have expensive jewelry, a watch and a necklace.
Givenchy keep the chickens in check
I wear Givenchy clothes and shoes, and attract women.
All these car keys drive them chickens to my crib
I have many fancy cars and women want to come to my house.
Dru Hill? Got somebody sleeping on my bed
I have sexual partners in my bed, referencing the 90s R&B group.
She give me IQ, that mean she get ahead
My partner performs oral sex on me, IQ stands for 'Icky Sticky.'
I just give her beats, I don't give her bread
I don't pay the women, I only provide them with music beats.
'Cause we be in the club
My partners and I go to clubs to party.
Bottles on deck and god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
I feel great and confident, and we have a lot of alcohol available.
'Cause I'm gon' get it all
I'm going to achieve everything I want.
And I'm a throw it up like god dammit, god dammit I'm feelin' myself
I'm going to celebrate and throw a party, because I feel great about myself.
Look up in the mirror, the mirror look at me
I look at myself in the mirror.
The mirror be like baby you the shit god dammit
The mirror reflects how good I look and feel about myself.
You the shit, you the shit, you the shit god dammit
The mirror reaffirms how great I am.
Doobie in my hand, Rollie on my wrist
I smoke marijuana and wear a Rolex watch.
Got a bottle of that thousand dollar champagne in my fist
I have an expensive bottle of champagne.
Women of in your dreams sleep in my bed
I attract beautiful women and have sexual partners.
So I don't need your brains I need my ass kissed
I don't need to hear what others have to say, I just want compliments.
But all my homies like give me some head
My friends also receive oral sex from their partners.
Smoke joints till our eyes turn Indian red
My friends and I smoke marijuana until our eyes are bloodshot.
The bigger the bill, the bigger you ball
The more money you spend, the more you party and have fun.
The bigger the watch, the bigger the car, the bigger the star
The more expensive and flashy your accessories, the more famous and important you are.
The bigger the chain, the farther you go, you already know
The more expensive and prominent your jewelry, the more success you will have.
The bigger the bank that's more hoes, nigga
Having more money attracts more women.
And I done spent a quarter milli on clothes
I've spent $250,000 on clothes.
Coppin' them old schools and puttin' foreigns on the road
I buy classic cars and upgrade them with foreign parts.
Real talk and if my fuel get low
I'm genuine, and if I run out of energy or motivation,
I roll up another joint take a shot and reload, pow
I smoke more marijuana and take a shot of alcohol to get back into the partying mood.
Shake, shake that ass like a, like an expert
Women should twerk and dance provocatively.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: MIKELY WILHELM ADAM, DIJON ISAIAH MCFARLANE, WILL ADAMS, KARIM KHARBOUCH, JEAN BAPTISTE KOUAME, CAMERON THOMAS
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@devsagar7858
Who's still listening to this in 2024 😉
@chrisalphonso9804
I'm crying to this listening to it
@tekoahmoody9969
Amazing song @@chrisalphonso9804
@heatherwilliams3002
🙋
@duncanpenderhughes8865
💯💯💯 peace ✌🏼 and blessings always 🙏🏽
@riaudaze8206
2023 still on my playlist. Especially when I’m having a pity party, this gets me back on my grind.
Rip Chinx 💔
@SilverLake401
Chinx forever 🕊️
@juniorgarcia8359
R.i.p chinx
"Who gives a fuck" 😅
@SilverLake401
@@juniorgarcia8359 give a fucc about your feelins! 🥲
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