Feel Good

Feel good
I, I feel good
Feel good
I, I feel good, okay

Hat to the back
Blunt full of Petro
Next on the map
Uptown nigga lets go
I've been in my bag
I don't mean to brag
But since you asked
Little bitch I feel good
They don't rock with us
We don't rock with them
It don't really matter

Little Bitch I feel good

I don't want the racks
Give me that wealth though
That's a whole lot of racks
Yeah the fam gon be good bro
I've been in my bag
I don't mean to brag
But since you asked
Little bitch I feel good
They don't rock with us
We don't rock with them

It don't really matter
Little Bitch I feel good

They want that autotune
But I didn't do that shit
Well Dot you not gon boom
Well I knew that shit
Don't matter to me how cool I get
My bars hot like og grits
I was doing shows til it made me sick
You ain't never show then hold this dick
Real talk so move along
Don't dwell past so moving on
Got Shell gas that super strong
Look
And it feels good to know I'm on
Done signed myself I do the most
They was laughing at me but who the joke
Throw bags at me like phew you dope
Radio better play this song
Cuz if not must be doing coke
I was here for the love of this
Next thing you know I was in the door
Don't be talking nasty
Got to keep it classy
Business only shorty
When you hit my phone
I'm booed up
Got wifey with me
She a time bomb
Boy she can't go
Hustler baby
Dotta go crazy
Ever fall off
I'ma get some more
Niggas goofy capping
Crying broke
You's a crybaby
Gon hit the floor
Grind time
I'm up nigga
I'm an early bird
This the morning show
Feels good

To feel good
I feel good
But you know that though

Hat to the back
Blunt full of Petro
Next on the map
Uptown nigga lets go
I've been in my bag
I don't mean to brag
But since you asked
Little bitch I feel good

They don't rock with us
We don't rock with them
It don't really matter
Little Bitch I feel good

I don't want the racks
Give me that wealth tho
That's a whole lot of racks
Yeah the fam gon be good bro
I've been in my bag
I don't mean to brag
But since you asked

Little bitch I feel good
They don't rock with us
We don't rock with them
It don't really matter
Little Bitch I feel good

Feeling good feeling great
Outkast on the lake
Eating good eating steak
Don't you ask for a plate
First was the hooptie
Then came the wraith
One time for the real
No time for the fake
Get up out my face
I don't need you there
Niggas lame as fuck
Please beware
Mr every lines a bar
I'ma leave it there
If you headed to the top
I'ma meet you there
They mad at Dot
Like I should care
If money calling
Dotta there
If honey calling
Dotta there
You funny calling
Blocked right there
This for the one's that doubted me
You ain't got to tell me this hot right here
Hater hater go that-a-way
You can hate the game but not right here
In due time I'm through dying
Got to keep it moving don't stop right here
Feeling good middle fingers up
Yeah we beaming up yeah Scot right here
It's Uptown Dotta
Quick to get an Uptown dollar

This got that Uptown feel
So I'ma make Uptown holler
Might as well pop my collar
Might as well light that sour
Yeah it's my time now
Nigga that's on my momma

Hat to the back
Blunt full of Petro
Next on the map
Uptown nigga lets go
I've been in my bag

I don't mean to brag
But since you asked
Little bitch I feel good
They don't rock with us
We don't rock with them
It don't really matter
Little Bitch I feel good

I don't want the racks
Give me that wealth tho
That's a whole lot of racks
Yeah the fam gon be good bro

I've been in my bag
I don't mean to brag
But since you asked
Little bitch I feel good
They don't rock with us
We don't rock with them
It don't really matter
Little Bitch I feel good

And I'm in the zone like two three
Kicking shit like Bruce Lee



Credits
Writer(s): Jefferey Brandon Ramsey
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