Feel Good Lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again
(Look out, Veno)
(This shit gon’ be crazy, Jacc)
(Veno gon’ cook up, he mix the ingredients)
Hold up ’cause this might make the news
I just pulled up real rude
At the house, I’m boolin’ cool
And I got on Jimmy Choo
She say, “Make me feel good,” she like what I do, mm
Gucci socks and Dior flops, tennis chain, no Cuban links
I got power with this 50 Glock, make you take off all your Cuban links
Jump out, pop out, let off shots, I don’t usually think, nah, nah
Barely know her, but she think that I’ll buy her anything, hell nah
Bend her over, I see what her tail ’bout and I speed up
Domestic, you think I treat her the way that pussy get beat up
Dancin’ around like Raven, you my cheetah
Like when I let her stay in, oh, she can kick her feet up
Clutchin’ 30s, Perkies got her workin’, she’s a 30 popper
Caught up surfin’, I know how to work it, we gon’ murder ’bout it
I’m a problem, I got plenty bodies and they know about it
What’s the problem? Throwin’ ’round your body make me show you ’bout it
Ooh, blood on my shoes
Just be cool, I say, “This might make the news”
You like what I do, she told me I’m smooth, mm
Enjoyin’ this money, kick back, build a patio on top the roof
No “Pat-a-Cake,” I’m Babe Ruth, hittin’ it for the home run
Go ask ’em, bitch, I’m petty too, and you know I own somethin’
Richard Mill’ around your arm, do all stuntin’ on these hoes
Four, three coupes, I been the truth for who ain’t know, be cool
Hold up ’cause this might make the news
I just pulled up real rude
At the house, I’m boolin’ cool
And I got on Jimmy Choo
She say, “Make me feel good,” she like what I do, mm
Tsunami, huh, got her wet, typhoon
I’m a pimp, bitch, tie my shoe
Want your friend and sister too
I’m a mack, go check computers
For them stats, it’s gon’ get ruthless
Watch my back, they move, you shoot ’em
Ain’t put it on wax and they know how I do it
