‎feel me lyrics

[Intro]
You hop on any of them n*ggas beats, and you f*ck with me, I'm not f*ckin'-
I-I love you
Ha, go
Straight like that, n*gga

[Chorus]
She from Philly, yeah (She from Philly)
Pop her like a pilly, yeah
These boys acting silly, yeah (Silly)
I just hope you feel me, yeah (Hope you feel me)
(f*ck you, n*gga)
I just need a milly, yeah
T-These boys stink, d-dizzy, yeah
Yo' hoe on my di*k, gitty up
I just poured the lean, fill me up (Fill me up)
pus*y boys hate, I don't care at all
Talking down, b*tch yo' music suck (Ha, ha)
I get bands, I'ma count it up
Bad lil' hoe, she gon' throw it up (She gon' throw it up)

[Verse]
Ayy, bro, bro, you-you, of me at Saks?
b*tch, I'm a Monster
She eat it like some Pasta
Boy, you ain't on the roster (b*tch ass n*gga)
Freeform on me, like a rasta
These n*ggas imposters
Feel like that's impossible
Yo' hoe, she gon' drop it low
I just need my pockets full
Me and gang, it's no one else (Ha, ha)
Put them racks up on the shelf
I said "TDF, you something else"
Beat these boys, like a Black Belt
Made that lil' boy call for help
Diamonds wet like Michael Phelps (Diamonds wet)
I sip lean, that boy sip Kelp (I sip lean)
Leave that boy red, like he Yelp!
[Bridge]
Damn, damn
-Anything!, I never even been to Saks!
Go, go, go
Ha, haaaa

[Chorus]
She from Philly, yeah (She from Philly)
Pop like a pilly, yeah
These boys acting silly, yeah (Silly)
I just hope you feel me, yeah (Hope you feel me)
I just need a milly, yeah
T-These boys stink, d-dizzy, yeah
Yo' hoe on my di*k, gitty up
I just poured the lean, fill me up (Fill me up)
pus*y boys hate, I don't care at all
Talking down, b*tch yo' music suck (Ha, ha)
I get bands, I'ma count it up
Bad lil' hoe, she gon' throw it up (She gon' throw it up)

[Outro]
b*tch ass n*gga