Ya Feel Me lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, Young Tina Snow goin' hard on a ho
Ayy, yeah (Ah)

[Verse 1]
pus*y so good, got him talkin' like Yoda
I need a bae with a mouth like a motor (Rrr)
Her pus*y nasty, she drink too much soda (Ugh)
I got that alkaline chocha, that water (That water)
Walkin' ‘round with all that hate, let it go (Let it go)
I cannot stay out the damn Gucci store (Yeah)
I like to drink but I don’t do no dope (Yeah)
My body bangin', he want all the smoke
Ugh, boo, b*tch (Boo)
Don’t do me, do you b*tch, huh (Do you)
I’ll send a chick in the bank right now
Open up sh*t like she you b*tch, huh (Hey)
I’m riding 'round with my African, huh (Yeah)
My n*gga stiff like a mannequin, ayy (Yeah, yeah)
Out in the U.K., they jamming me, yeah (Woo)
These n*ggas love me like family, ayy, uh
I’m on they head like I jacked in they face (Yeah)
All of these hoes look alike like they traced (Yeah)
b*tch, I’m the pencil, the paper, the case (Woah, woah)
Ho, it is nothing to get you erased (Woah, ugh)
I knock the breath out these b*tches, they wheezy
I fell in love with that cash, it complete me
Yo' b*tch is sl*tty, mcnutty, she easy
Give up that cat to a n*gga no reason
[Chorus]
I’m a raw ass b*tch, ya feel me?
Ayy, tss, I'm hot, ya feel me? (Ooh)
Watch how you comin', ya feel me? (Huh)
Ain’t gotta touch you to feel me
b*tches ain’t hotter than me, ya feel me?
I’m who they tryna be, ya feel me?
You know you got that from me, ya feel me?
I make ‘em follow my lead, ya feel me? (Tss)

[Verse 2]
Bye, n*gga (Bye)
Hot girl pus*y, too fire, n*gga (Too fire)
I run game like five n*ggas, huh (Five n*ggas)
Magazine mami got style, n*gga, huh (Yeah)
Click on a b*tch like a camera, ugh
Real big ole titties like Pamela, ugh (Ayy)
b*tch, I’m a pro, you a amateur, ugh (Ugh)
Ho, you a egg, I’ma scramble you, ugh (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh)
These n*ggas f*ck and go tattletale
These n*ggas and b*tches is parallel (Yeah)
I’m tryna get M's and you takin' L's (Ooh)
But I got some game for you I can sell
Wake up and get you some money (Some money)
How you a ho and you hungry? (How?)
b*tch, you ain’t player, you funny (Ugh)
You just a regular dummy (Ah)
[Chorus]
I’m a raw ass b*tch, ya feel me?
Ayy, tss, I'm hot, ya feel me? (Ooh)
Watch how you comin', ya feel me? (Huh)
Ain’t gotta touch you to feel me
b*tches ain’t hotter than me, ya feel me?
I’m who they tryna be, ya feel me?
You know you got that from me, ya feel me?
I make 'em follow my lead, ya feel me? (Ayy, yeah)

[Verse 3]
He fell in love with these verses
I told him, "Lick on this pus*y in cursive"
If she ain’t Thee Stallion, he finna curve her
f*ck with my mink on, he like it furry (Ah, ah, ah)
I got that lil' mermaid, that fresh outta water
Boy, I’m the plug and the muhf*ckin' charger
b*tch, I got the sauce, I ain’t talkin' no tartare (Uh)
These b*tches study lil' Megan, I taught 'em (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Giving you rap and I'm giving you sex
I’m writing bars while he giving me neck (Yeah)
He puttin’ money on me like a bet (A bet)
b*tch, I’m one hunnid, so ho, come correct, ayy

[Outro]
I’m a raw ass b*tch, ya feel me?
Ayy, tss, I'm hot, ya feel me? (Ooh)
Watch how you comin', ya feel me? (Huh)
Ain’t gotta touch you to feel me, ayy, yeah (Ah)