Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Feels So Good’ by A$AP Mob. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A$AP Mob or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
I can’t relate
To none of you rappers, are actors, I swear that these niggas be fake
F*ck out my face
Way too much food on my plate for her to be actin’ all stank
Diamonds on bling (bling blauw-blauw)
We smoked out my bitches so bad I had to go buy her a mink
F*ck what you think
‘Cause me and the money in love, I think I’mma buy it a ring
My diamond’s shining, yours 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 takin’ nothin’ from me
And I’m gon’ die ’bout it
(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 them on stage
Screwin’ 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 them 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
Slow you, God, I give it away
I can’t relate
To none of you rappers, are actors, I swear that these niggas be fake
F*ck out my face
Way too much food on my plate for her to be actin’ all stank
Niggarache, new Versace
Sippin sake with my posse
Eat that pussy like hibachi
Leave it wet, that dick Dasani
Salvador Dalí her body
It’s a work of art, you copy?
Nigga, all she do pilates
I go hard, you rappers copy
‘Cause it feels so good when it’s you
And it feels so good when it’s new
Yes it feels so good when it’s new
Why you actin’ like you ain’t knew?
Niggarache, new Versace
I be mobbin’ with my posse
Stretch that coochie like pilates
I’m gon’ eat it like hibachi
Play no game, no Tamagotchi
Finger froze like Liberace
F*ck that bitch, I make her knot me
While I rep Trilluminati
Pally Pal, butter soft, we was in them lobbies
Holla, holla, steady mobbing, only God can stop me
Dolla signs a lot of diamonds, I’m about to sign me
Cop a Tommy, yeah the Tommy, thousand bands like Fauni
All in the forest, hey, lookin’ for porridge, hey
Ricky in storage
Fresh with the chorus, dressed like a tourist, hey
That’s with the bomber, f*ck up some commas, hey
Glock for the drama, hey
Do what I want, f*ck when I wanna
‘Cause it feels so good when it’s you
And it feels so good when it’s new
Yes, it feels so good when it’s new
Why you actin’ like you ain’t knew?
(Niggarache)
I can’t relate
To none of you rappers, are actors, I swear that these niggas be fake
(Niggarache)
F*ck out my face
Way too much food on my plate for her to be actin’ all stank
Diamonds on bling (bling blauw-blauw)
We smoked out my bitches so bad I had to go buy her a mink
F*ck what you think
‘Cause me and the money in love I think I’mma buy it a ring, yeah