Feel Me (feat. Kanye West)

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Aye this shit gotta be club
 Car and pussy at the highest level, nigga
 Ah! Bitch, I'm the shit, feel me?
 Them niggas ain't this, feel me?
 911 on my wrist, feel me?
 Not the time but the whip, bitch, feel me?
 I like my bitches thick, you gotta feel me
 "Happy birthday, here's a Benz," feel me?
 First, last name rich, feel me?
 Yeah, bitch, I'm the shit, feel me?
 We at the highest level, yeah I know you feel me
 I'm at the dealership like what's the dealy?
 Usher Raymond chain, it's too chilly
 Usher Raymond chain, it's too chilly!
 I need my cash money
 A milli, a milli, a milli, a milli
 These bitches is litty, my niggas is litty
 We lit up the city, you feel me?
 My hitters is humble, we hit up the city
 Then skrrt off and eat in a Bentley
 Take her shoppin'
 Can't get that python through customs
 Hundred K for the PJ, fuck it
 Garment bags, no luggage, feel me?
 Getting money, you relate, feel me?
 Bank account liftin' weights, feel me?
 Let my niggas through the gate, feel me?
 Bel-Air estates (huh!)
 Hansen's with the cake
 I'm hands on with that cake
 I need my bitches A1
 I got a lot at stake, feel me?
 We at the highest level, yeah I know you feel me
 I'm at the dealership like what's the dealy?
 Usher Raymond chain, it's too chilly
 Usher Raymond chain, it's too chilly!
 Kim K thick, you gotta feel me
 At the dealership like what's the dealy?
 Usher Raymond chain, it's too chilly!
 Usher Raymond chain, it's too chilly!
 Flew in for the fight, that's that thug life
 Pac sittin' shotgun next to Suge Knight
 Coogi, Coogi, Coogi, Coogi on
 Feels like I'm in the movie, holmes
 Texted my Consigliere
 Tell the maid leave the Jacuzzi on
 (Who you tryna get crazy with? Don't you know I'm loco?)
 That Calabasas 'cross the sweatshirt
 I wear it to a meetin' like a dress shirt
 Top shotta put the pressure
 Jamaican nigga with the mesh shirt
 There's levels to my retail
 The devil's in the detail
 Niggas be typin' hard as hell
 Goin' heavy metal on the email
 Niggas be so emo
 Catch feelings like a female
 Get quiet as a church mouse
 Phone soundin' like a seashell
 Niggas get so choked up
 I had to bring back the Spreewells, hahaha
 We at the highest level, yeah I know you feel me
 I'm at the dealership like what's the dealy?
 Usher Raymond chain, it's too chilly
 Usher Raymond chain, it's too chilly!
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Usher Raymond chain, it's too chilly
 
 Usher Raymond chain, it's too chilly!
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:19
Key
1
Tempo
142 BPM

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