[Verse 1: Romel Cantrell & Yung $piiffii]
Ay
(Yung $PIIFFII)
Look

N***a never settle (Naw)
Got a mothafucka that’ll pick up the drum (Okay)
Bitches tryna pick up the cum (Huh)

Slippin on ya pimpin n***a pick up the funds (Woo)
We be in our bag we be isolating
N***as think we trippen we just somewhere tryna be up the crumbs

But point me to the mic and bet I chalk up a storm,(Then what?)
Strapped tight I’m like the HEAT when I perform (No cap)

N***a like Jimmy, Jimmy (Ayy), (Knock ‘em out, kid)
Like I’m Benny (Bow), I’m what these women want just like it’s Fenty

She see the good but baby I’m a menace
Adrеnaline pumping bitch but I ain’t finished

Real n***as know that wе really 'bout business, plus the cheese, good guy once a menace

We taking n***as bitches when we step in the building, glistening
But if a n***a get it twisted, hit him in his fitted, the shit you n***as doing already, we already did it

We step up in the party lookin' like villains, and the bitches they feelin' us n***a you ain't no competition

Hop up in the booth like I'm Twista n***a, I don't need no supervision

Ya main thang want me step aside you a one and done n***a
Playin' with her body for the funny fun n***a
And the ice say so she feel a n***a you isn't fuckin' with us

[Chorus: Yung $piiffii]
What you feel? (What, what)
This what you feel (What, what)
When a n***a in the field (What, what)
What you feel? (What, what)

(This that adrenaline rush)

What you feel? (What, what)
Oh, this what you feel (What, what)
When a n***a in the field (What, what)
Yeah, what you feel? (What, what)

(This that adrenaline rush)

[Verse 2: Romel Cantrell & Yung $piiffii]
Motherfuckahs they talk in' out they feelings, but RNDO we making them millions, (Word)
Make a hater shit on hisself with the drip, and I dip with his chick and he sick, ooh I did it, (No Cap)

Got a cheap shot on me, but the revenge on gon' hurt
Haters get offended every time they wanna lurk

Feeling hella glory, I don't even go to church, (Damn)

Ay MEEZY, Yeah, Yeah

(Hollup)

Walked in the party, (Huh)
I don’t see nothing but bad chicks gettin' naughty, (Yeah)
We got everybody eyes googly in our business every time we move, everybody get to widlin’, (On God)

See me in the Phantom, now women be popping up out the random, they calling tryna put me in a tantrum

N***a don’t let ‘em

Ridin' in a ghost no Danny Phantom, with that money in the bank, she changing her temper tantrum, (Yeah)

Ridin' round, keep it smooth, and I'm trill, and I'm real, but a n***a will get messy quietly
And ya chick feelin' me like X pill, and I go for the kill, that cat man, I sky dive in it

A n***a bossed up redemption inside of me
But this Maserati sees animosity, through these n***a boy, they know they can't hide from me
With the team you know how we slidin'

[Chorus: Yung $piiffii]
What you feel? (What, what)
This what you feel (What, what)
When a n***a in the field (What, what)
What you feel? (What, what)

(This that adrenaline rush)

What you feel? (What, what)
Oh, this what you feel (What, what)
When a n***a in the field (What, what)
Yeah, what you feel? (What, what)

(This that adrenaline rush)

[Chorus: Yung $piiffii]
What you feel? (What, what)
This what you feel (What, what)
When a n***a in the field (What, what)
What you feel? (What, what)

(This that adrenaline rush)

What you feel? (What, what)
Oh, this what you feel (What, what)
When a n***a in the field (What, what)
Yeah, what you feel? (What, what)

(This that adrenaline rush)

(Aw damn)