How It Feel

[Intro] Bang, bang, you doin' your thing Tell me how it feel, aye Aye! [Hook: IamSu!] You doin' your thing, man you doin' your thing Tell me how it feel You got Cuban-link chains, you got diamonds in your grill And you always with that gang, you got all your niggas with 'em How it feel, how it feel, can you tell me how it feel? Aye! [Post-Hook: IamSu!] You can tell they ain't checkin' my piss, aye Smokin' most potent weed that exists, HBK gang came to mack your bitch She for sure comin' back with the clique, aye We runnin' numbers like calculus All of my figures be accurate [Verse 1: J.R. Donato] Sippin' on Actavis, niggas can't practice this Got bands where that mattress is These hoes wanna tackle me Shorty wanna know how I do it Grab me a dip and I'm shootin' a movie Two Styrofoams and the signature doobie Gettin' my dough and I'm keepin' it movin' Sip out the pint, I might make me a smoothie It ain't 'bout money, you losin' I put your man where the news be Finish him up with the two-piece Coppin' them J's on the road Nigga I skate in them Van's Might put the Bimmer on fours Boy what the fuck is you sayin'? Pull up in 'Vettes, back to back and all of 'em tinted Blow some melodic the shit you ain't seen in a minute Tats on my body I pull up in something that's tinted It's just how I feel, my nigga, this just how I feel Hey [Hook] [Post-Hook] [Verse 2] Go run up the numbers, came with bands in my pocket Tossin' me up with a model, boy why your salad so sloppy? I don't know, that is the gwop One in the head, I won't cock it He got hit hit up from the corner, he got hit up with it on him We that [?] come in from the back Know that I stay with the sack Bitches got they got a wife and a nigga knows Soon as I come in with the pack I ain't even tryin' to see no centerfolds, bitch I'm just lettin' it stack Sellin' quarters about to pee up in this ho Turn up, ain't tryin' to relax Tell me somethin' is them really hundreds? Oklahoma, I could ball for Thunder Bossin' up I never been a runner Where the money finna [?] do somethin', my niggas is sleezy We doin' our thing We doin' our thing, makin' it look easy We sippin' that drink Might hop up in the Benz or the Range, uhh [Hook] [Post-Hook] [Outro: J.R. Donato] Tell me somethin' is them really hundreds? Oklahoma, I could ball for Thunder Bossin' up I never been a runner Where the money finna [?] do somethin', my niggas is sleezy We doin' our thing We doin' our thing, makin' it look easy We sippin' that drink Might hop up in the Benz or the Range, uhh!