That Feel ft. Ammo Steez Lyrics

That breeze is makin' me sweat, makin' me feel so hot That breeze is makin' me sweat, makin' me feel so hot

That praise is makin' me feel like I might be the most hot These rappers buyin' they streams, but they say numbers, don't lie That breeze is makin' me sang, makin' me feel so hot Like trees, haters throwin' shade, but I ain't fazed on God

Let's put some work in, let's put some work in They comments resonate, hate they mad it ain't workin' Nobody's perfect, but I'm close as it gets I'm cool with all they threats, they know that I'm the best

They give me compliments, the type to boost my confidence And if I got it on, you know damn well I be rockin' Let me see why I got that fuego, haters still gon' hate though Fuck it, what do they know, my flow faster than a Draco

Raps in Autumn, Da Vinci, see why I produce it like Diddy And we can't help but get litty, Benny, you're lovin' my city I don't really smoke, but I do get throwed, don't argue about it, I've been the GOAT Oh no, you don't want no smoke, but I hit water if you fell off a boat Hold up a minute, I'm so sick with it, might need a clinic God, I'm shakin', it's so rhythmic, don't stop, get it, get it They call me Ammo, cause there's always somethin' in my arsenal Also, Ammo just sounds fuckin' awesome

That praise is makin' me feel like I might be the most hot These rappers buyin' these streams, but they say numbers, don't lie That breeze is makin' me sing and makin' me feel so hot Like trees, haters throwin' shade, but I ain't phased on God

That breeze is makin' me sing and makin' me feel so hot

The smoke that I be lettin' out, you smell it in your place

I got married to a green-eyed beauty, her name's Mary Jane

Got these haters feelin' tired, like I tracked you on a race

We about to face off, like Nicolas Cage

I just read up and I'm flyin', makin' donuts while I rhyme

Read your ass a storybook, like once upon a time

I was born to make it big, and I know I got it down

I'ma feel free when I rap, and get high when I be down

That's it, fake it till you make it, but makin' is never fake

Every time we on the booth together, we make a place

Now don't worry about the law, who's comin' into my place

If you hungry for some dinner, then go ahead and get my plate