How It Feel lyrics

[Intro]
Bang, bang, you doin' your thing
Tell me how it feel, aye
Aye!

[Chorus: IamSu!]
You doin' your thing, man you doin' your thing
Tell me how it feel
You got Cuban-link chains, you got diamonds in your grill
And you always with that gang, you got all your n*ggas with 'em
How it feel, how it feel, can you tell me how it feel?
Aye!

[Post-Chorus: IamSu!]
You can tell they ain't checkin' my p*ss, aye
Smokin' most potent weed that exists, HBK gang came to mack your b*tch
She for sure comin' back with the clique, aye
We runnin' numbers like calculus
All of my figures be accurate

[Verse 1: J.R. Donato]
Sippin' on Actavis, n*ggas can't practice this
Got bands where that mattress is
These hoes wanna tackle me
Shorty wanna know how I do it
Grab me a dip and I'm shootin' a movie
Two Styrofoams and the signature doobie
Gettin' my dough and I'm keepin' it movin'
Sip out the pint, I might make me a smoothie
It ain't 'bout money, you losin'
I put your man where the news be
Finish him up with the two-piece
Coppin' them J's on the road
n*gga I skate in them Van's
Might put the Bimmer on fours
Boy what the f*ck is you sayin'?
Pull up in 'Vettes, back to back and all of 'em tinted
Blow some melodic the sh*t you ain't seen in a minute
Tats on my body I pull up in something that's tinted
It's just how I feel, my n*gga, this just how I feel
Hey
[Chorus: IamSu!]
You doin' your thing, man you doin' your thing
Tell me how it feel
You got Cuban-link chains, you got diamonds in your grill
And you always with that gang, you got all your n*ggas with 'em
How it feel, how it feel, can you tell me how it feel?
Aye!

[Post-Chorus: IamSu!]
You can tell they ain't checkin' my p*ss, aye
Smokin' most potent weed that exists, HBK gang came to mack your b*tch
She for sure comin' back with the clique, aye
We runnin' numbers like calculus
All of my figures be accurate

[Verse 2: J.R. Donato]
Go run up the numbers, came with bands in my pocket
Tossin' me up with a model, boy why your salad so sloppy?
I don't know, that is the gwop
One in the head, I won't c*ck it
He got hit hit up from the corner, he got hit up with it on him
We that [?] come in from the back
Know that I stay with the sack
b*tches got they got a wife and a n*gga knows
Soon as I come in with the pack
I ain't even tryin' to see no centerfolds, b*tch I'm just lettin' it stack
Sellin' quarters about to pee up in this ho
Turn up, ain't tryin' to relax
Tell me somethin' is them really hundreds?
Oklahoma, I could ball for Thunder
Bossin' up I never been a runner
Where the money finna [?] do somethin', my n*ggas is sleezy
We doin' our thing
We doin' our thing, makin' it look easy
We sippin' that drink
Might hop up in the Benz or the Range, uhh
[Chorus: IamSu!]
You doin' your thing, man you doin' your thing
Tell me how it feel
You got Cuban-link chains, you got diamonds in your grill
And you always with that gang, you got all your n*ggas with 'em
How it feel, how it feel, can you tell me how it feel?
Aye!

[Post-Chorus: IamSu!]
You can tell they ain't checkin' my p*ss, aye
Smokin' most potent weed that exists, HBK gang came to mack your b*tch
She for sure comin' back with the clique, aye
We runnin' numbers like calculus
All of my figures be accurate

[Outro: J.R. Donato]
Tell me somethin' is them really hundreds?
Oklahoma, I could ball for Thunder
Bossin' up I never been a runner
Where the money finna [?] do somethin', my n*ggas is sleezy
We doin' our thing
We doin' our thing, makin' it look easy
We sippin' that drink
Might hop up in the Benz or the Range, uhh!