Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Feel Me , by - Melii. Release date: 26.03.2019
Song language: English
Feel Me |
| Can you feel me? |
| Can you feel me? |
| Can you feel me? |
| Do you feel me? |
| Do you feel me? |
| I signed them papers I was working for |
| Now that’s that paper that I’m working for |
| Getting paper I been working for |
| Pay for shit that now I could afford |
| I look at Louis like it’s Michael Kors |
| PYT like my name was Kourt |
| Put in work before I go to court |
| Got them singin' like Melii in the studio all night |
| Yeah my money tight, gotta get my momma right and |
| I was always writin' |
| See me lit and now these niggas feel enlightened |
| Fell off, but I came up like a vikin' |
| Anything I spit on, man, they like it |
| When they say they don’t, you catch 'em bitin' |
| They heard me spittin', said, «Bitch you gon' make it» |
| Thank God I was impatient, goin' hard, no hesitation |
| Niggas laughed when I told them about my occupation |
| Saw me go through hell, I don’t dwell |
| Now I think we should wish them well |
| Turnin' down them offers like my name was Dave Chapelle |
| Rap about my pussy and I swear that music sells |
| Holdin' down them niggas that will pray for me to fail |
| Ride me for your benefit, no, that shit don’t make you real |
| Change up all your ways, but you keep that ass away |
| Bring no opps to where I lay |
| Why is it that bitches always got somethin' to say? |
| Why is it they try to clean up when the mess is made? |
| Bitch, I got the juice and slurp it up, no Minute Maid |
| Otay, otay |
| Say you makin' moves but I can see you a mile away |
| Saw that freestyle radio shit was trash and a bit cliché |
| Heard a couple stories that don’t match all that shit you claim |
| I’ma pop a bottle, went from H&M a to' lo caro |
| Twenty y le compre ma' un carro |
| Ella la razón por lo que hago |
| Cumplo su deseo como un mago |
| Mami quit that job y date un trajo |
| I never glitch |
| Chameleon, swear that I’m a different bitch |
| Hop on any beat, heard that shit can make you rich |
| Pop in any genre, got that shit that make you sick |
| Plus my voice is lit, ain’t no bitch could match my pitch |
| Baby, hate me, I’m wavy, a lady |
| Quite crazy, they made me, can’t tame me |
| Try to do the same thing, that bitch is shady |
| I supply the swag that you jack, don’t try to play me |
| I heard niggas talkin' shit, I heard it’s all they do |
| Type of niggas datin' bitches that look up to you |
| Can’t get to close, can’t get enough of you |
| See you in person and they act like they been fuckin' with you |
| Bing bada boom, same shit |
| Please don’t DM me tryna fight for no dick |
| Please come get your girl, she’s the one on my dick |
| My time is really money, is you gonna get it from me? |
| Bitch you can’t get |
| nothin' from me, you a joke to me, you funny |
| Rappin' all this fly shit, yet you show up lookin' bummy |
| Reason that the niggas that you sweatin' lookin' for me |
| Reason why your nigga lay in bed textin' he love me |
| Damn, your nigga on it, it be five in the mornin' |
| In the stu' feelin' the moment |
| Milkin' up his pocket, then I tell him I don’t want it |
| I’m telling you I got it, not a chapi but I flaunt it, yeah |
| Know you feel me |
| Do you feel me? |
| I hope you feel me |
| Do you feel me? |
| Do you feel me? |
| Yeah |