Feel Like Ye

[Intro]
Baow, bitch, Baow

[Verse I]
She want a shark but I'm nothing like none of these n***as, I’m vicious, I'm a piranha
Don't hop in the street if you don’t got a Drac', it get hot in this bitch like you stuck in a sauna
N***a want smoke with the gang but he don't got no bodies, the fuck? Is the young n***a high?
Shoot up the funeral, don't give a fuck if the pastor is sad, that n***a can die
N***as'll walk and talk like me, who kids is these? They must be mine
N***as be saying it's animals only but what kind? It must be swine
This ho tall so I gotta climb, come suck my dick, I'm tryna unwind
Young as hell with a ten-Milly-grrt, it's grown ass men still playing with nines
He [?], but you hang with him, a lot of shit don’t make sense
Its a lot of shit I don’t get
It's a [?], you don’t wanna get hit with this
One n***a had got hit with switch in the hеad, he ain't dead but it made him forgеt
One n***a had got hit in his kidney, he ain't die but it made him shit

[Chorus]
Bitch, I feel like Ye, I'm Yeezy, n***a
Getting that tunechi, weezy, n***a
Bored as shit, too easy, n***a
Remember they wouldn’t believe a n***a
Come on, let's go, no sleezy, n***a
My [?] still gotta free that n***a
You better talk to Jesus, n***a
Soon we gon send you to meet that n***a
Fuck your man, I'll beat that n***a
And if I can, ima smoke his ass
It's gon' be R.I.P. , that n***a
Bad lil Barbie call me Arby's, she know this where the meat at, n***a
Tell me where you want to meet at, n***a
I'll fuck around, pull up where you sleep at, n***a
I'm blowing as soon as I see that n***a
[Intermission]
A lot of n***as don't like me because I'm the realest n***a you gon' ever see
On some Freddy Crueger shit, I pull up in your dreams
On foenem
[Verse II]
You don't want smoke, n***a, you better go ‘head
We tryna Mr. Potato a n***a
[?] to his forehead, we tryna Rotten Tomato a n***a
[?] what you thought we doing?
In California, we making a movie
You tricking on bitches that gon' [?] while im tryna crumble a bad bitch cookie
Somebody in here smell like dookie
Why this bitch act like I need her? I can't stand the smell of her coochie
Hoes be having me fucked up, had to look in the mirror like, “Am I a goofy?”
Bitch, do I look like a clown?
If I throw some cash is you gon' make that ass go ‘round
Is you gon' turn that ass around
Is you gon' make that shit go up and down

[Chorus]
Bitch, I feel like Ye, I'm Yeezy, n***a
Getting that tunechi, weezy, n***a
Bored as shit, too easy, n***a
Remember they wouldn't believe a n***a
Come on, let's go, no sleezy, n***a
My [?] still gotta free that n***a
You better talk to Jesus, n***a
Soon we gon send you to meet that n***a
Fuck your man, I'll beat that n***a
And if I can, ima smoke his ass
It's gon' be R.I.P. , that n***a
Bad lil Barbie call me Arby's, she know this where the meat at, n***a
Tell me where you want to meet at, n***a
I'll fuck around, pull up where you sleep at, n***a
I'm blowing as soon as I see that n***a