Listen to Feels So Good (feat. A$AP Rocky, A$AP Ferg, A$AP Nast, A$AP Twelvyy & a$AP Ant) by A$AP Mob

Feels So Good (feat. A$AP Rocky, A$AP Ferg, A$AP Nast, A$AP Twelvyy & a$AP Ant)

A$AP Mob

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

A$AP Rocky

Vocals

A$AP Ferg

Vocals

A$AP NAST

Vocals

A$AP Twelvyy

Vocals

A$ap Ant

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Rakim Mayers

Songwriter

Darold Brown

Songwriter

Tairiq Devega

Songwriter

Jamel Phillips

Songwriter

Adam Kirkman

Songwriter

Chauncey Hollis

Chauncey Hollis

Songwriter

Adam Feeney

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Hit-Boy

Producer

Frank Dukes

Producer

Hector Delgado

Recording Engineer

Desi Aguilar

Assistant Engineer

Federico "c sik" Lopez

Federico "c sik" Lopez

Assistant Engineer

Tatsuya Sato

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (No)

To none of you rappers are actors

I swear that these **** be fake, uh

Fuck out my face (Face, fuck out my face)

Yuh, way too much food on my plate for her to be acting all stank

[Verse 2]

Yuh, uh, diamonds on bling (Bling)

Yuh, we smoke out, my bitch is so bad

I had to go buy her a mink

Fuck what you think, yuh

Yeah, 'cause me and the money in love, I think I'ma buy it a ring

[Verse 3]

My diamond's shining, yours is cloudy

Diamond's ice, play hockey, lean got me feeling drowsy

Stripper bitch, she work at Follies, meet me at the hotel lobby

Air Max, running to the money, you ain't taking nothing from me

And I'm gonna die about it

[Verse 4]

(Focus) From demons, distractions to all the reactions of fame

She probably collapsing her heart over taxes

I'm blowing a kiss on the way

Production big, can't fit on a stage

Too many fans to fit in the crowd

Too many bands to get 'em on stage

Screwing his band, his rhythm on stage

I say in advance, so pay in advance

I'm way too advanced to figure him out

I set the bar, don't give 'em a break

The bar's too high to give it a raise

A flow like God, so give him a raise

Stones I got, I get 'em appraised

Draw my glock and get him erased

Flow you got, I give it away

[Verse 5]

Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (No, no)

To none of you rappers are actors

I swear that these **** be fake, uh

Fuck out my face (Face, fuck out my face)

Yuh, way too much food on my plate for her to be acting all stank

[Verse 6]

Niggarace, new Versace

Sipping sake with my posse (Yeah)

Eat that pussy like hibachi

Leave it wet, that dick Dasani (Alright)

Salvador Dali, her body (Yeah)

It's a work of art, you copy? (Ferg)

****, all she do pilates, I go hard, you rappers copy

[Verse 7]

'Cause it feels so good when it's you

And it feels so good when it's new

'Cause it feels so good when it's new

Why you acting like you ain't knew?

[Verse 8]

Niggarace, new Versace

I be mobbing with my posse

Stretch that coochie like pilates

I'm gonna eat it like hibachi, play no game, no Tamagotchi

Finger froze like Liberace

Fuck that bitch, I make her knot me

While I rep Trilluminati

[Verse 9]

Yeah, oh, right

Pelle pel, butter soft, we was in 'em lobbies

Holla holla, steady mobbing, only God can stop me, huh

Dollar signs, a lot of diamonds, I'm about to sign me

Cop Tommy, yeah, the Tommy

Thousand band like Fauni, yeah, all in the forest, hey

Looking for porridge, hey

Ricky in storage, fresh with the chorus

Dressed like a tourist, hey, yeah

That's with the bomber, huh

Fuck up some commas, hey, hmm

Glock for the drama, hey, do what I want, fuck when I wanna

[Verse 10]

'Cause it feels so good when it's you

And it feels so good when it's new

'Cause it feels so good when it's new

Why you acting like you ain't knew?

[Verse 11]

Niggarace yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (No)

To none of you rappers are actors

I swear that these **** be fake, uh (Niggarace)

Fuck out my face (Face, fuck out my face)

Yuh, way too much food on my plate for her to be acting all stank

[Verse 12]

Yuh, uh, diamonds on bling (Bling)

Yuh, we smoke out, my bitch is so bad

I had to go buy her a mink

Fuck what you think, yuh

Yeah, 'cause me and the money in love, I think I'ma buy it a ring

Yuh (What?)

Written by: Adam Feeney, Adam Kirkman, Chauncey Hollis, Darold Brown, Jamel Phillips, Rakim Mayers, Tairiq Devega

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