Feel Me - Tyga, Kanye West

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Aye this shit gotta be club

Car and pussy at the highest level, nigga)

Ah!

Bitch I’m the shit, feel me?

Them niggas ain’t this, feel me?

911 on my wrist feel me?

Not the time but the whip, bitch, feel me?

Kylie Jenner thick, you gotta feel me

«Happy birthday, here’s a Benz», feel me?

First, last name rich, feel me?

Yeah, bitch, I’m the shit, feel me?

We at the highest level, yeah I know you feel me

I’m at the dealership like what’s the dealy?

(Usher Raymond chain, it’s too chilly

Usher Raymond chain, it’s too chilly!)

I need my cash money

A milli, a milli, a milli, a milli

These bitches is litty, my niggas is litty

We lit up the city, you feel me?

My hitters is humble, we hit up the city

We skrrt off, we eat in a Bentley

Take her shoppin'

But can’t get that python through customs

Hundred K for the PJ, fuck it

Garment bags, no luggage, feel me?

Getting money, you relate, feel me?

Bank account liftin' weights, feel me?

Let my niggas through the gate, feel me?

Bel-Air estates (huh!)

Hansen’s with the cake

I’m hands on with that cake

I need my bitches A1

I got a lot at stake, feel me?

We at the highest level, yeah I know you feel me

I’m at the dealership like what’s the dealy?

(Usher Raymond chain, it’s too chilly

Usher Raymond chain, it’s too chilly!

Kim K thick, you gotta feel me

At the dealership like what’s the dealy?

Usher Raymond chain, it’s too chilly!

Usher Raymond chain, it’s too chilly!)

Flew in for the fight, that’s that thug life

Pac sittin' shotgun next to Suge Knight

Coogi, Coogi, Coogi, Coogi on

Feels like I’m in the movie, holmes

Texted my Consigliere

Tell the maid leave the Jacuzzi on

(Who you tryna get crazy with? Don’t you know I’m loco?)

That Calabasas 'cross the sweatshirt

I wear it to a meetin' like a dress shirt

Top shotta put the pressure

Jamaican nigga with the mesh shirt

There’s levels to my retail

The devil’s in the detail

Niggas be typin' hard as hell

Goin' heavy metal on the email

Niggas be so emo

Catch feelings like a female

Get quiet as a church mouse

Phone soundin' like a seashell

Niggas get so choked up

I had to bring back the Spreewells, hahah

We at the highest level, yeah I know you feel me

I’m at the dealership like what’s the dealy?

Usher Raymond chain, it’s too chilly

(Usher Raymond chain, it’s too chilly!)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Usher Raymond chain, it’s too chilly)

Usher Raymond chain, it’s too chilly!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah