Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feels So Good, artist - A$AP Mob.
Date of issue: 24.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Feels So Good |
[A$AP Nast:] |
Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (no) |
To none of you rappers are actors |
I swear that these niggas be fake, uh (no, yuh, yuh, ayy) |
Fuck out my face (face, fuck out my face) |
Yuh, way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank |
Yuh, uh, diamonds on bling (bling blaww-blaww) |
Yuh, we smoked out, my bitch is so bad |
I had to go buy her a mink, *whoosh* (mink, ayy) |
Fuck what you think, yuh (fuck what you, fuck what you think) |
Yeah, 'cause me and the money in love, I think I'ma buy it a ring |
[A$AP Ant:] |
My diamond's shinin', yours cloudy |
Diamond's ice, play hockey |
Lean got me feelin' drowsy |
Stripper bih, she work at Follies |
Meet me at the hotel lobby |
Air Max, runnin' to the money |
You ain't takin' nothin' from me |
And I'm gon' die 'bout it |
[A$AP Rocky:] |
(Focus) From demons, distractions |
To all the reactions of fame |
She probably collapsin' her heart over taxes |
I'm blowin' a kiss on the way |
Production big, can't fit on a stage |
Too many fans to fit in the crowd |
Too many bands to get 'em on stage |
Screwin' his band, his rhythm on stage |
I say in advance, so pay in advance |
I'm way too advanced to figure him out |
I set the bar, don't give 'em a break |
The bar's too high to give it a raise |
A flow, like God, so give him a raise |
Stones I got, I get 'em appraised |
Draw my Glock and get him erased |
Slow you, God, I give it away |
[A$AP Nast:] |
Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (no, no) |
To none of you rappers are actors |
I swear that these niggas be fake, uh (no, yuh, yuh, ayy) |
Fuck out my face (face, fuck out my face) |
Yuh, way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank |
[A$AP Ferg:] |
Niggarace, new Versace |
Sippin' sake with my posse (yeah, ah) |
Eat that pussy like hibachi |
Leave it wet, that dick Dasani (ah, alright) |
Salvador Dalí, her body (yeah) |
It's a work of art, you copy? |
(yeah, Ferg) |
Nigga, all she do pilates |
I go hard, you rappers copy (ooh, damn) |
[A$AP Rocky:] |
'Cause it feels so good when it's you |
And it feels so good when it's new |
'Cause it feels so good when it's new (ayy) |
Why you actin' like you ain't knew? |
[A$AP Ferg:] |
Niggarace, new Versace |
I be mobbin' with my posse |
Stretch that coochie like pilates |
I'm gon' eat it like hibachi |
Play no game, no Tamagotchi |
Finger froze like Liberace |
Fuck that bitch, I make her knot me |
While I rep Trilluminati |
[A$AP Twelvyy:] |
Yah, oh, right |
Pelle Pel, butter soft, we was in 'em lobbies |
Holla holla, steady mobbin', only God can stop me, huh |
Dollar signs, a lot of diamonds, I'm about to sign me |
Cop a Tommy, yeah, the Tommy |
Thousand band like Fauni, yeah |
All in the forest, hey |
Lookin' for porridge, hey |
Ricky in storage, fresh with the chorus |
Dressed like a tourist, hey, yeah |
That's with the bomber, huh |
Fuck up some commas, hey, hmm |
Glock for the drama, hey |
Do what I want, fuck when I wanna... |
[A$AP Rocky:] |
'Cause it feels so good when it's you |
And it feels so good when it's new |
'Cause it feels so good when it's new (ayy) |
Why you actin' like you ain't knew? |
[A$AP Nast & A$AP Ferg:] |
(Niggarace) Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (no) |
To none of you rappers are actors |
I swear that these niggas be fake, uh (no, yuh, yuh, ayy) |
(Niggarace) Fuck out my face (face, fuck out my face) |
Yuh, way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank |
Yuh, uh, diamonds on bling (bling blaww-blaww) |
Yuh, we smoked out, my bitch is so bad |
I had to go buy her a mink, [*whoosh*] (mink, ayy) |
Fuck what you think, yuh (fuck what you, fuck what you think) |
Yeah, 'cause me and the money in love, I think I'ma buy it a ring |
Yuh (what?) |