Feel Good

Uhh

Slab E-N-T Boyyy

Yeahh

Chip Tha Rip

Um-hmm.

Bitch I feel good

Don't I look stupendous?

My shine is so endless,

Ain't shit you can do to end this

Even when I'm dead nigga's still gon' bump that chip shit

Coke white escalade on 6's for you dipshits

So we won't forget this, midwest nigga be the coldest

Cleveland is the city where you hustle or you hopeless

And my closet's like a store bitch

Only difference is you ain't gon' find this in no store bitch

It's fresher than your whole clique

G shock over D.C. grindin' everytime you see me

That Louis Vuitton complete me

Now r.I.p. to ant while I'm out here stuntin with keke

I be ridin' super tint.

I'm a ghost you never see me.

Cause I'm up above, I'm in the clouds, I'm rollin up, I'm lookin down

Chip in the house, ya'll stop ya breathin

I'm a superhero, like hancock to cleveland (nigga)

Hell yea, that nigguh shine all the time but look at him you can tell he from the hood

Bitch, I feel good

Hold up, roll up, we just smoked 4 blunts and I'm feelin like I should

Bitch, I feel good

Nigga where the liquor? Where the cups? Where the ladies, where the sluts? I'm drunk, what

Bitch, I feel good

And I'm a stay a fresh, fly nigguh doin' everything you would if you could

Bitch, I feel good.

Don't I look tremendous?

Damn I feel so splendid,

I walk up in yo shindig

Higher than the o-zone, damn I can float home

Just call me when you want some

I'm out here by my lonesome

Pack a bape jacket for the winter polo v-neck for the summer

I'm a young hood boss, I do what I wanna

If you tryna fuck with me then you better have some commons,

I be with them OG's, I'm probably stuntin with yo fathaaa,

Problem is you don't want it, nada

My nigguh's got hella choppas, you gonna need hella doctaaas

And I rep my city proper,

Probably catch me rockin' prada, hoppin off a helicoptaaa

In the skizigh, CuDi hand me ya shizit

Nigga we gettin hizigh

Uh, lookin for izigh, yeah here I go

The nigga who get your income tax every show (let's go)

Hell yea, that nigguh shine all the time but look at him you can tell he from the hood

Bitch, I feel good

Hold up, roll up, we just smoked 4 blunts and I'm feelin like I should

Bitch, I feel good

Nigga where the liquor? Where the cups? Where the ladies, where the sluts? I'm drunk, what

Bitch, I feel good

And I'm a stay a fresh, fly nigguh doin' everything you would if you could

Bitch, I feel good.