Can't Feel Maself

I can’t feel maself I
I can’t feel maself I
I can’t feel maself I

I need help
‘Cause I ain’t feeling myself
One bottle, two bottles, I ain’t feeling my finger
I want that third as well
I want this bottle for the walk
I want this bottle for the pop
I ain’t feeling my finger, my finger, my finger

I want this cup for the block
Rich, yeah
Milli, yeah
Spend it, yeah
Run it, yeah
Grabbing that bottle saying yeah
I’m seeing everything with no rush
My life is a party and that’s all I gon’ do
Forgetting the stitches and living what’s good

Yo, I can’t feel shit right now
Oh, can you do another with me?
What? You think I’m done? Nah, I’m just getting started
Shit, that’s what I wanna hear, man
Ay, bring me another one, fuck it

I can’t feel maself I
I can’t feel maself I
I can’t feel maself I

I’m drinking bottles
Grabbing bottles
Kissing bottles
I got a new stack and I’ll spend it on bottles
I got a new bih, just forgetting the problem
Out of my mind with these bitches I’m calling
Heads in a cloud I just got myself falling
Flashes of light, light, light
I came with the Lambo and left with the Rari, huh

I gave a stack on a belt, but my pants just never fell
My niggas be fine as well
I’m seeing everything with no rush
In my life, I do what I choose
In my life, I do what I choose
I got a main reason to live it all too, I am still up, bruh

Uh, I’m feeling so high, I’m feeling so good
Where are my niggas there’s no one I see
Where are da bitches there’s no one I choose, huh
Friends that I’ll never lose
And all these bitches that I get to choose
‘Cause all this money will bring what’s good
But it will never just bring me the truth, yeah