Feelin’ It

[Intro: Avereaux]

Cookin' up the base (base)

Lookin' like a kilo

They just wanna taste (taste)

Diggin' on my ego

(Ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego)

Ridin', ridin' thru Chicago

(Ridin', ridin' thru Chicago)

Smoke me all off

Talkin' 'bout that upgrade

Baby, hold on

I can kill your migraine

(Migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine)

(Ridin', ridin' thru Chicago)

Ridin', ridin' thru Chicago

[Pre-Verse: Avereaux]

(Ridin' thru Chicag--

Ridin' ridin')

Don't you open up that window

Don't you let out that antidote

[Verse 1: Avereaux]

Saucy, saucy, dripping gold every time I walk around this bitch

Flossin' on 'em, way too cold, Santa got frostbite from this

I be really with the shits

Ride around town, lights low when I'm makin' hits

(Level Up!)

All my niggas way too lit

(Level Up!)

All my niggas too legit

(Level Up!)

All my niggas in the field

Flip a dub into a mill

Never worried 'bout a meal

Chasing after aspirations, the patience is real

Tell me homie, what's the deal

Sittin' on the sideline, waiting on a guideline

Thinking that's a lifeline

(Level Up!)

Yeah, they hate, but I can't relate

(Level Up!)

Elevate, I'm on levitate

Niggas pump faux skill, that's a no-no

I been did it since four, por mi solo

Keep all 'em knocking on that wood, como polo

And if young Mikey don't trust you, yo tampoco

Let that ho ho

Let that ho know (They in love)

They in love with the Cocoa (Cocoa)

They in love with my gold glow (gold glow)

Melanin make 'em loco

[Bridge: Avereaux]

Mmmmh, at the night show

Anything can happen at the night show

Yo bitch not at home, she at the night show

Fuckin' right, ho

It's the Ave & Mike show

[Verse 2: GodIsMikey]

Rollin' 'round with my partners

It's just Mike, Ave, & them dollas

Heard they poppin' shit like they hot

Hit 'em with the okie doke, let's be honest

Niggas don't write they shit, they pen haunted

Cook a nigga live, like Benihanas

I be that Hibachi papi, they Cachi

Tryna' match my fly, but look like kamikazes

They ain't got the proxy, ain't in my posse

Niggas know my pockets fat, need Hydroxy-Cut

Dick be swingin', no boxing gloves

I be spittin' wit a real nice buzz

Always tipsy, I'm never drunk

But you niggas 'bout drunk as fuck

'Cause you niggas love taking shots

I be lookin' like "what the fuck?"

All of these niggas, they know me

They know we ain't homies

They phony, be showin' me love

I'm bad & i'm bougie

I'm always the focus

They broke & they bogus

They whack and a dub

I stroll in the club, bet they dappin' me up

"Mikey you know me"

Bitch back it on up

I peeped all that shit that you tweeted

Now won't you repeat it

I bet you won't keep it buck

'Cause you broke as fuck

Talkin' bout you hot mane

Gone and keep it up

I'll put that red dot right on your brain

[Verse 3: Avereaux]

I am the dragon breathing fire

Beautiful mane, I'm the lion

Critical fame, I know you're lying

Authentic plays, ain't gotta buy 'em

I know I'm fire

You ain't going hard enough

You ain't even smart enough

You can be discarded, love

You won't reach this peak, give up

You ain't going hard enough

You ain't even smart enough

You can be discarded, love

You won't reach this peak, give up

[Outro: Avereaux]

All eyes on me, yet I'm looking at the goal

Yeah, I'm going for the gold

You niggas be focused on the wrong things

The wrong things

The wrong things

You wrong, mane

You wrong, mane

Ooooh-huuuuuh

The wrong things, oooohhhh

(Level Up!)