"FELT!" lyrics

I got a brand
New walk
Less than a ten?
Can't talk
Imma turn up
You a turn off
Dick on my body
You makin' me soft
Cover the mouth
Sick cough
Queen of the dark
Big titty goth
Knock a hoe out
Leave the body
Chalk
I got my eye on the prize
Hawk

Badder than Dennis the menace (yea)
I ain't start it but bet Imma finish (bitch)
And I'm high
Had to sauté the spinach (blowed)
I can't fuck with that hoe
She a gimmick (no)
I been that bitch for a minute (yea)
Cuz I be mindin' my business (bitch)
You can't bully me baby, I'm winning (yea)
I can't fuck w the church, I be sinning (damn)

Tell them hoes to get outta they feelings
I'm feelin' myself (feelin' myself)
Feeling these feelings
I'm feelin' myself (feelin' myself)
Luck be a lady
The bunny, the baby
I fuck him so good
When I'm feelin' myself (yea)
Feelin' my, feelin' my
Feelin' myself (feelin' myself)
Shakin', I'm coming
I'm feelin' myself (feelin' myself)
Ghetto my walk
They shut up when I talk
Run it up
Knock em off
Feelin' myself
Yea

Blacker the cherry
Sweeter the juice
Bigger the berry
Better the fruit
Jiggle the jelly
Losing his cool
Whip it and rock it
Makin' em drool

Blacker the cherry
Sweeter the juice
Bigger the berry
Better the fruit
Jiggle the jelly
Losing his cool
Whip it and rock it
Makin' em drool

She wanna fuck with the biggest
Hop on a scale just to show off the digits
Aye
She wanna love on the littest
She wanna brag on my body
I get it
Yea
She wanna fuck with the littest
Turn on the lights let her peep the prescription
Aye
She wanna fuck with the biggest
She all on my cock
Cuz she love the attention
Yea

She wanna fuck with the biggest
Hop on a scale just to show off the digits
Aye
She wanna love on the littest
She wanna brag on my body
I get it
Yea
She wanna fuck with the littest
Turn on the lights let her peep the prescription
Aye
She wanna fuck with the biggest
She all on my cock
Cuz she love the attention
Yea

I'm in a brand new bag
Yea
Still walking round with the tag
Do what I want and it's makin' em mad
Yea
Sorry I'm more than a fad
I'm not disposable bitch
I'm the chosen hoe
You just a loser
It's cool you ain't gotta glow
Yea you ain't gotta go home
But you gotta go
Ain't got no sympathy
I don't feel sorry for
None of you bitches for real
Tried to rob me
I'm back with the steel
Still alive and it's kinda surreal
Thought it was over
I sent her the bill
Huh yea
Must've forgot I'm a character, main
U cannot kill the whole reason u came
Tryna keep up but she limpin', she lame
Gave her a coupla pieces of fame

Tell them hoes to get outta they feelings
I'm feelin' myself (feelin' myself)
Feeling these feelings
I'm feelin' myself (feelin' myself)
Luck be a lady
The bunny, the baby
I fuck him so good
When I'm feelin' myself (yea)
Feelin' my, feelin' my
Feelin' myself (feelin' myself)
Shakin', I'm coming
I'm feelin' myself (feelin' myself)
Ghetto my walk
They shut up when I talk
Run it up
Knock em off
Feelin' myself
Yea

Blacker the cherry
Sweeter the juice
Bigger the berry
Better the fruit
Jiggle the jelly
Losing his cool
Whip it and rock it
Makin' em drool

Blacker the cherry
Sweeter the juice
Bigger the berry
Better the fruit
Jiggle the jelly
Losing his cool
Whip it and rock it
Makin' em drool

She wanna fuck with the biggest
Hop on a scale just to show off the digits
Aye
She wanna love on the littest
She wanna brag on my body
I get it
Yea
She wanna fuck with the littest
Turn on the lights let her peep the prescription
Aye
She wanna fuck with the biggest
She all on my cock
Cuz she love the attention
Yea

She wanna fuck with the biggest
Hop on a scale just to show off the digits
Aye
She wanna love on the littest
She wanna brag on my body
I get it
Yea
She wanna fuck with the littest
Turn on the lights let her peep the prescription
Aye
She wanna fuck with the biggest
She all on my cock
Cuz she love the attention
Yea

She wanna fuck with the biggest
She wanna fuck with the littest
She wanna love on the littest
She wanna fuck with the biggest

I'm in a brand new bag
Yea
Still walking round with the tag
Do what I want and it's makin' em mad
Yea
Sorry I'm more than a fad

I'm in a brand new bag
Yea
Still walking round with the tag
Do what I want and it's makin' em mad
Yea
Sorry I'm more than a fad, bitch