FEELNuNN

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
On the bean and I can't feel nun' (Jay Trench)
And my jeans come tight like an asshole
Fire coming out the 'rari's asshole
Got the Arabic dial, Mashallah
Rick Owens, yeah the ones with the zips
They wanna get their pockets like this
Chinchilla coat long, go past my hips
I'm top floor, seabass, rice not chips

[Verse 1]
On tour, these baddies filling up the list
Bad hoe, she tryna bite my lips
Bad hoe, her ex had no backbone
She told me put it in her backbone
Blanco, we been selling that blanco
Lil nigga, don't tell me about tax
Nobody put Len on the map
Right now I been fucking on an actress
She got a man, I told her that's past tense
Manny gyal, up north doing back flips (Hol' on, tuh!)
I feel like my time been coming (Hol' on)
I felt that shit in my balls for real
I feel like my time is cumming (Yes)
No racks I won't be summoned
Pull out her tracks when I'm in her muffin'
Stay with a strap, I'm feeling like Queen Latifah
If she was southern
We got marble floors and smart whip
Art bitch, ass fatter than Eric Cartman
Head in the AM, top of the morning (Yes)
Brothers ain't playing, spray with a Carbon
No way, I'm tucking my chain (Leh go)

[Chorus]
On the bean and I can't feel nun'
And my jeans come tight like an asshole
Fire coming out the 'rari's asshole
Got the Arabic dial, Mashallah
Rick Owens, yeah the ones with the zips
They wanna get their pockets like this
Chinchilla coat long, go past my hips
I'm top floor, seabass, rice not chips (Leh go, leh go)

[Verse 2]
I'm top floor, top floor, top floor, top floor eating
With a bottle of Henny, I'm Phil Mitchell
You niggas are more like Ian (Leh-Go)
With the Trapstar jacket, Swarvoski crystals, it wasn′t no sequins
The Rick Owens' swag, mischievous, hmm
I'm fucking the baddest of divas, hmm
Pull it together, they lovin' the sequence, hmm
She got the gift, she suckin' like a demon, hmm
Your queen cheatin′ on you, I think that is treason, hmm
All of these girls are deceiving, hmm
I got a lostboys tracksuit, uh
She wanna meet the lostboys
Wanna take me home
Get me hard like a statue, uh
You niggas are lost, boy
And we don't know you
And we don't plan to, uh

[Chorus]
On the bean and I can't feel nun'
And my jeans come tight like an asshole
Fire coming out the 'rari's asshole
Got the Arabic dial, Mashallah
Rick Owens, yeah the ones with the zips
They wanna get their pockets like this
Chinchilla coat long, go past my hips
I'm top floor, seabass, rice not chips
On the bean and I can't feel nun'
And my jeans come tight like an asshole
Fire coming out the 'rari's asshole
Got the Arabic dial, Mashallah
Rick Owens, yeah the ones with the zips
They wanna get their pockets like this
Chinchilla coat long, go past my hips
I'm top floor, seabass, rice not chips