Feel Lik Ye Lyrics

Mhm

Mhm

Yeah yeah

Jayybach wtf

Yeah

Yeah what's your problem

Please don't call me

I need me a honey bun (Yeah Yeah)

Rolls-Royce match with Cartier (Yeah)

Need a big titty bih like Ye (Yeah)

Diamonds all shining in ya face

Des Rick Owen shoes they ain't Js (Hey)

Running too fast I'm in pace

Fucking her too good that bih gets in shape (Yeah)

Know im a prince feed me grapes

Don't talk too much you get shot in the face (Yeah)

The bih know I'm way too slime

I'm dubbing your call please don't waste my time

We don't shop at the mall but it's all in my size

We get high like Rondo I'm dropping them dimes (Yeah)

The Riri fast as fuck

Haters mad as fuck (Oh Yeah)

I bet the bitch its Cartier wrist ( Oh Yeah)

Don't know wtf to do with my kind

Tell me what you wanna do we got time

Ketamine ketamine im out my mind (Yea yea)

Walk with Giuseppe's

Bust it down man she never gonna test me

Tie my shoes shawty never gonna stress me

In the mood shawty gave me some Becky

Private plane we takeoff in the jetty

You ain't fucking with me then forget it

Need some bands me and twin did a another one

Made it rain shawty called me the weatherman

Shawty feel all my pain she gonna rock with the gang

I can see through the fake I got Cartier frames

Call me Steph Curry Bron I'm a win every game

Trying to re-rock my swag you can't do it the same

Yeah, yeah, it's medicine

Black truck how I pull up a president

Shawty gave me the light Edison (Woah)

Man, that pussy is so tight it's heaven sent

She got tattoos on her face yeah

Yeah

I can do this all night yeah

She ride me like a bike yeah

We got sticks we don't fight yeah

I ain't sleeping at night I need munyun (Woah)

Eat the dick just for fun she likes Funyuns (Yup)

Know your bitch, she ain't bad she has bunions (Woah)

Kno I'm ready for war when the time comes (War)

Yeah what's your problem

Please don't call me

I need me a honey bun (Yeah Yeah)

Rolls-Royce match with Cartier (Yeah)

Need a big titty bih like Ye (Yeah)

Diamonds all shining in ya face

Des Rick Owen shoes they ain't Js (Hey)

Running too fast I'm in pace

Fucking her too good that bih gets in shape (Yeah)

Know im a prince feed me grapes

Don't talk too much you get shot in the face (Yeah)

The bih know I'm way too slime

I'm dubbing your call please don't waste my time

We don't shop at the mall but it's all in my size

We get high like Rondo I'm dropping them dimes (Yeah)

The Riri fast as fuck

Haters mad as fuck (Oh Yeah)

I bet the bitch its Cartier wrist ( Oh Yeah)

Don't know wtf to do with my kind

Tell me what you wanna do we got time

Ketamine ketamine im out my mind (Yea yea)

Walk with Giuseppe's

Bust it down man she never gonna test me

Tie my shoes shawty never gonna stress me

In the mood shawty gave me some Becky

Private plane we takeoff in the jetty

You ain't fucking with me then forget it

Need some bands me and twin did a another one

Made it rain shawty called me the weatherman