Feel Something (feat. Teyana Taylor)
Yeah, hmm
Yeah, yeah
Hey, ha
All these diamonds ain't gon' keep me warm at night
Plus my jeweller he just left to catch a flight
It's a shame just 'cause I'm bossy, dripped in ice
Made it hard to find a nigga unintimidated by my life
Look, do I got time to want somebody? I'm on tour
How I'm supposed to love somebody? I'm not sure
Too busy throwin' dollar bills in
But every now and then I tap into my feelings
Ride, ride, ride, I need a rider
Got my own bag, he still be providin' (Damn)
Callin' up daddy (Ayy)
We in a fast lee (Ayy)
I need your ass still, uh (Ayy)
Don't need no more designer, yeah
I've been where all the fun is, yeah
I just need a real one (Need a real one)
To make me, make me feel some
'Cause I'm jus tryna wine, dine
And be together long time
But you gotta be special
So baby, make me feel some
Laying in these silk sheets, scrollin' through that callbox
Got plenty options but I'm way too picky for 'em all
My bad habits be like fuck it, 'least we know how to ball (Oh yeah)
Do you see me or do you see me my money gettin' tall?
Look, cannot trust you when I'm in a different time zone
Wanna be your wifey but I don't know if the time's wrong
I'm a queen, need a king right here on the throne
Ass up, throw that back, got, ayy
Don't need no more designer, yeah
I've been where all the fun is, yeah
I just need a real one (Need a real one)
To make me, make me feel some
'Cause I'm just tryna wine, dine
And be together long time
But you gotta be special, woah
Baby, make me feel some
So baby, make me feel some
Money over boys, money over boys
Always been my choice, been my first choice
This paper over niggas, something I endorse (That's right)
But now I'm in feelings, wanna share my toys
Got the Audemars to match, nothing else attached (That's right)
Adding to my stash, I cannot relax
Just like a, fire beat without a tag
Bad bitch about her bag
It's my year, Kash right here, be my, yeah
Don't need no more designer, yeah
I've been where all the fun is, yeah
I just need a real one (Need a real one)
To make me, make me feel some
Bitch just be tryna wine, dine
And be together long time
But you gotta be special, woah
Baby, make me feel some
Baby, make me feel some
Yeah, yeah
Hey, ha
All these diamonds ain't gon' keep me warm at night
Plus my jeweller he just left to catch a flight
It's a shame just 'cause I'm bossy, dripped in ice
Made it hard to find a nigga unintimidated by my life
Look, do I got time to want somebody? I'm on tour
How I'm supposed to love somebody? I'm not sure
Too busy throwin' dollar bills in
But every now and then I tap into my feelings
Ride, ride, ride, I need a rider
Got my own bag, he still be providin' (Damn)
Callin' up daddy (Ayy)
We in a fast lee (Ayy)
I need your ass still, uh (Ayy)
Don't need no more designer, yeah
I've been where all the fun is, yeah
I just need a real one (Need a real one)
To make me, make me feel some
'Cause I'm jus tryna wine, dine
And be together long time
But you gotta be special
So baby, make me feel some
Laying in these silk sheets, scrollin' through that callbox
Got plenty options but I'm way too picky for 'em all
My bad habits be like fuck it, 'least we know how to ball (Oh yeah)
Do you see me or do you see me my money gettin' tall?
Look, cannot trust you when I'm in a different time zone
Wanna be your wifey but I don't know if the time's wrong
I'm a queen, need a king right here on the throne
Ass up, throw that back, got, ayy
Don't need no more designer, yeah
I've been where all the fun is, yeah
I just need a real one (Need a real one)
To make me, make me feel some
'Cause I'm just tryna wine, dine
And be together long time
But you gotta be special, woah
Baby, make me feel some
So baby, make me feel some
Money over boys, money over boys
Always been my choice, been my first choice
This paper over niggas, something I endorse (That's right)
But now I'm in feelings, wanna share my toys
Got the Audemars to match, nothing else attached (That's right)
Adding to my stash, I cannot relax
Just like a, fire beat without a tag
Bad bitch about her bag
It's my year, Kash right here, be my, yeah
Don't need no more designer, yeah
I've been where all the fun is, yeah
I just need a real one (Need a real one)
To make me, make me feel some
Bitch just be tryna wine, dine
And be together long time
But you gotta be special, woah
Baby, make me feel some
Baby, make me feel some
Credits
Writer(s): Skyler Stonestreet, Arkeisha Knight, Romika Shaneal Faniel, David Park, Nicholas Blading
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