Feel Good

Uhh
 Slab E.N, T, boy!
 Yeah
 Chip Tha Rip
 Mmhmm.
 Bitch I feel good
 Don't I look stupendous?
 My shine is so endless,
 Ain't shit you can do to end this
 Even when I'm dead nigga's still gon' bump that Chip shit
 Coke white escalade on 6's for you dipshits
 So you won't forget this, midwest nigga be the coldest
 Cleveland is the city where you hustle or you hopeless
 And my closet's like a store bitch
 Only difference is you ain't gon' find this in no store bitch
 It's fresher than your whole clique
 G shock over D.C. grindin' everytime you see me
 Hum louis Vuitton complete me
 Now r.i.p. to ant while I'm out here stuntin with keke
 I be ridin' super tint.
 I'm a ghost you never see me.
 Cause I'm up above, I'm in the clouds, I'm rollin up, I'm lookin down
 Chip in the house, ya'll stop ya breathin
 I'm a superhero, like hancock to cleveland (nigga)
 Hell yea, that nigguh shine all the time but look at him you can tell he from the hood
 Bitch, I feel good
 Hold up, roll up, we just smoked 4 blunts and I'm feelin like I should
 Bitch, I feel good
 Nigga where the liquor? Where the cups? Where the ladies, where the sluts? I'm drunk, what
 Bitch, I feel good
 And I'ma stay a fresh, fly nigguh doin' everything you would if you could
 Bitch, I feel good.
 Don't I look tremdous?
 Damn I feel so splendid.
 I walk up in yo shindig
 Higher than the o-zone, damn I can float home
 Just call me when you want some
 I'm out here by my lonesome
 Pack a bape jacket for the winter polo v-neck for the summer
 I'm a young hood boss, I do what I wanna
 If you tryna fuck with me then you better have some bros hun,
 I fuck wit them OG's, I'm probably stuntin with yo fathaaa,
 Problem is you don't want it, nada
 My nigguh's got hella choppas, you gonna need hella doctaaas
 And I rep my city proper,
 Probably catch me rockin' prada, hoppin off a helicoptaaa
 In the skizigh, CuDi hand me ya shizit
 Nigga we gettin hizigh
 Uh, lookin for izigh, yeah here I go
 The nigga who get your income tax every show (lets go)
 Hell yea, that nigguh shine all the time but look at him you can tell he from the hood
 Bitch, I feel good
 Hold up, roll up, we just smoked 4 blunts and I'm feelin like I should
 Bitch, I feel good
 Nigga where the liquor? Where the cups? Where the ladies, where the sluts? I'm drunk, what
 Bitch, I feel good
 And I'ma stay a fresh, fly nigguh doin' everything you would if you could
 Bitch, I feel good.