Feel the Feels
I can Feel the feels
From the top of my head
Way down to my heels
Yeah yeah
Tell yo baby daddy chill
We just here for the thrills
If it's real than it's real
Yeah yeah
I can Feel the feels
From the top of my head
Way down to my heels
Yeah yeah
All we wanna do is chill
And you got a cool appeal
If it's real than it's real
Yeah yeah
It's The rarest evening
I pulled up more than decent
The Margiela scent got yo man on defense
Anything less u can call that treason
Patron got me on my demon
Sipping got me tipping
While I'm gripping on cheek-ich
Why yo nigga wanna mad dog me?
Imma beast, i will rip him to pieces
Super Saiyan wrist
With the jewels on bliss
The way the diamonds sit
Is like they trynna French kiss
Mwwwaaahahh
Something like i'm magic
Throw me on the beat and i will show u something savage
Cheap ass cologne got yah smelling like cabbage
That is an offense, matter fact is problematic
Oooh
I don't mean to cause static
They want shoot me, cuz I'm looking photographic
Yah dig
I can Feel the feels
From the top of my head
Way down to my heels
Yeah yeah
Tell yo baby daddy chill
We just here for the thrills
If it's real than it's real
Yeah yeah
I can Feel the feels
From the top of my head
Way down to my heels
Yeah yeah
All we wanna do is chill
And you got a cool appeal
If it's real than it's real
Yeah yeah
Good weed drunk sex
The type to fall in love with the sunset
Wanna dance all night aint done yet
The fun just started
Your man aint come yet
Double cheeked up
Monday through Sunday
Itty bitty commitee
Look fresh off runway
Bottega Veneta on the sundress
But i couldn't tell you what it was until undressed Later
Real bad behaviour
Two shots straight the head
Fuck the chaser
Grab body, grab your jacket and tip the waiter
Oh you say you down for the smoke
I got flavours
(Please) Don't reach for your purse
I got paper
Baby don't scream too loud
I got neighbours
Tell me what it what it isn't
If you with it
Then im with it
Im a kiss dont tell type of stranger
Mmmmm
I can Feel the feels
From the top of my head
Way down to my heels
Yeah yeah
Tell yo baby daddy chill
You just here for the thrills
If it's real than it's real
Yeah yeah
I can Feel the feels
From the top of my head
Way down to my heels
Yeah yeah
All we wanna do is chill
And you got a cool appeal
If it's real than it's real
Yeah yeah
So tell me what you feel - Yeah
Feel - Yeah
It's real
Yeah -huh
I feel it - I feel
So tell me what you feel
Feel - Yeah
It's real
Yeah -huh
So tell me what you feel - Yeah
I feel it
So tell me what you feel
From the top of my head
Way down to my heels
Yeah yeah
Tell yo baby daddy chill
We just here for the thrills
If it's real than it's real
Yeah yeah
I can Feel the feels
From the top of my head
Way down to my heels
Yeah yeah
All we wanna do is chill
And you got a cool appeal
If it's real than it's real
Yeah yeah
It's The rarest evening
I pulled up more than decent
The Margiela scent got yo man on defense
Anything less u can call that treason
Patron got me on my demon
Sipping got me tipping
While I'm gripping on cheek-ich
Why yo nigga wanna mad dog me?
Imma beast, i will rip him to pieces
Super Saiyan wrist
With the jewels on bliss
The way the diamonds sit
Is like they trynna French kiss
Mwwwaaahahh
Something like i'm magic
Throw me on the beat and i will show u something savage
Cheap ass cologne got yah smelling like cabbage
That is an offense, matter fact is problematic
Oooh
I don't mean to cause static
They want shoot me, cuz I'm looking photographic
Yah dig
I can Feel the feels
From the top of my head
Way down to my heels
Yeah yeah
Tell yo baby daddy chill
We just here for the thrills
If it's real than it's real
Yeah yeah
I can Feel the feels
From the top of my head
Way down to my heels
Yeah yeah
All we wanna do is chill
And you got a cool appeal
If it's real than it's real
Yeah yeah
Good weed drunk sex
The type to fall in love with the sunset
Wanna dance all night aint done yet
The fun just started
Your man aint come yet
Double cheeked up
Monday through Sunday
Itty bitty commitee
Look fresh off runway
Bottega Veneta on the sundress
But i couldn't tell you what it was until undressed Later
Real bad behaviour
Two shots straight the head
Fuck the chaser
Grab body, grab your jacket and tip the waiter
Oh you say you down for the smoke
I got flavours
(Please) Don't reach for your purse
I got paper
Baby don't scream too loud
I got neighbours
Tell me what it what it isn't
If you with it
Then im with it
Im a kiss dont tell type of stranger
Mmmmm
I can Feel the feels
From the top of my head
Way down to my heels
Yeah yeah
Tell yo baby daddy chill
You just here for the thrills
If it's real than it's real
Yeah yeah
I can Feel the feels
From the top of my head
Way down to my heels
Yeah yeah
All we wanna do is chill
And you got a cool appeal
If it's real than it's real
Yeah yeah
So tell me what you feel - Yeah
Feel - Yeah
It's real
Yeah -huh
I feel it - I feel
So tell me what you feel
Feel - Yeah
It's real
Yeah -huh
So tell me what you feel - Yeah
I feel it
So tell me what you feel
Credits
Writer(s): Kwadwo Genfi, Ryan Siegel, Jared Lee
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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