Feels So Good (feat. A$AP Rocky, A$AP Ferg, A$AP Nast & A$AP Twelvyy)

Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (No)

To none of you, rappers are actors

I swear that these niggas be fake, uh (No, yuh, yuh, ayy)

Fuck out my face (Face, fuck out my face)

Yuh, way too much food on my plate

For her to be actin' all stank

Yuh, uh, diamonds on bling (Bling blaww-blaww)

Yuh, we smoked out, my bitch is so bad

I had to go buy her a mink, whew (Mink, ayy)

Fuck what you think, yuh (Fuck what you, fuck what you think)

Yeah, 'cause me and the money in love

I think I'ma buy it a ring

My diamond's shinin', yours cloudy

Diamond's ice, play hockey

Lean got me feelin' drowsy

Stripper bitch, she work at Follies

Meet me at the hotel lobby

Air Max, runnin' to the money

You ain't takin' nothin' from me

And I'm gon' die 'bout it

(Focus...)

From demons, distractions

To all the reactions of fame

She probably collapsin' her heart over taxes

I'm blowin' a kiss on the way

Production big, can't fit on a stage

Too many fans to fit in the crowd

Too many bands to get 'em on stage

His crew and his band is with him on stage

I say in advance, so pay in advance

I'm way too advanced to figure him out

I set the bar, don't give 'em a break

The bar's too high to give it a raise

A flow, like God, so give him a raise

Stones I got, I get 'em appraised

Draw my Glock and get him erased

Flow you got, I give it away

Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (No, no)

To none of you, rappers are actors

I swear that these niggas be fake, uh (No, yuh, yuh, ayy)

Fuck out my face (Face, fuck out my face)

Yuh, way too much food on my plate

For her to be actin' all stank

Niggarace, new Versace

Sippin' sake with my posse (Yeah, ah)

Eat that pussy like Hibachi

Leave it wet, that dick Dasani (Ah, alright)

Salvador Dalí, her body (Yeah)

It's a work of art, you copy? (Yeah, Ferg)

Nigga, all she do Pilates

I go hard, you rappers copy (Ooh, damn)

'Cause it feels so good when it's you

And it feels so good when it's new

'Cause it feels so good when it's new (Ayy)

Why you actin' like you ain't knew?

Niggarace, new Versace

I be mobbin' with my posse

Stretch that coochie like pilates

I'm gon' eat it like Hibachi

Play no game, no Tamagotchi

Finger froze like Liberace

Fuck that bitch, I make her knock knee

While I rep Trilluminati

Yah, oh, right

Pelle Pelle, butter soft, we was in 'em lobbies

Holla, holla, steady mobbin', only God can stop me, huh

Dollar signs, a lot of diamonds, I'm about to sign me

Cop a Tommy, yeah, the Tommy

Thousand band like Fauni, yeah

All in the forest, hey

Lookin' for porridge, hey

Ricky in storage, fresh with the chorus

Dressed like a tourist, hey, yeah

That's with the bomber, huh

Fuck up some commas, hey, hmm

Glock for the drama, hey

Do what I want, fuck when I wanna

'Cause it feels so good when it's you

And it feels so good when it's new

'Cause it feels so good when it's new (Ayy)

Why you actin' like you ain't knew?

(Niggarace) Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (No)

To none of you, rappers are actors

I swear that these niggas be fake, uh (No, yuh, yuh, ayy)

(Niggarace) Fuck out my face (Face, fuck out my face)

Yuh, way too much food on my plate

For her to be actin' all stank

Yuh, uh, diamonds on bling (Bling blaww-blaww)

Yuh, we smoked out, my bitch is so bad

I had to go buy her a mink, whew (Mink, ayy)

Fuck what you think, yuh (Fuck what you, fuck what you think)

Yeah, 'cause me and the money in love

I think I'ma buy it a ring

Yuh (What?)