Avereaux - Feelin' It lyrics

[Intro: Avereaux] Cookin' up the base (base) Lookin' like a kilo They just wanna taste (taste) Diggin' on my ego (Ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego, ego) Ridin', ridin' thru Chicago (Ridin', ridin' thru Chicago) Smoke me all off Talkin' 'bout that upgrade Baby, hold on I can k** your migraine (Migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine, migraine) (Ridin', ridin' thru Chicago) Ridin', ridin' thru Chicago [Pre-Verse: Avereaux] (Ridin' thru Chicag-- Ridin' ridin') Don't you open up that window Don't you let out that antidote [Verse 1: Avereaux] Saucy, saucy, dripping gold every time I walk around this b**h Flossin' on 'em, way too cold, Santa got frostbite from this I be really with the sh**s Ride around town, lights low when I'm makin' hits (Level Up!) All my n***as way too lit (Level Up!) All my n***as too legit (Level Up!) All my n***as in the field Flip a dub into a mill Never worried 'bout a meal Chasing after aspirations, the patience is real Tell me homie, what's the deal Sittin' on the sideline, waiting on a guideline Thinking that's a lifeline (Level Up!) Yeah, they hate, but I can't relate (Level Up!) Elevate, I'm on levitate n***as pump faux sk**, that's a no-no I been did it since four, por mi solo Keep all 'em knocking on that wood, como polo And if young Mikey don't trust you, yo tampoco Let that ho ho Let that ho know (They in love) They in love with the Cocoa (Cocoa) They in love with my gold glow (gold glow) Melanin make 'em loco [Bridge: Avereaux] Mmmmh, at the night show Anything can happen at the night show Yo b**h not at home, she at the night show f**in' right, ho It's the Ave & Mike show [Verse 2: GodIsMikey] Rollin' 'round with my partners It's just Mike, Ave, & them dollas Heard they poppin' sh** like they hot Hit 'em with the okie doke, let's be honest n***as don't write they sh**, they pen haunted Cook a n***a live, like Benihanas I be that Hibachi papi, they Cachi Tryna' match my fly, but look like kamikazes They ain't got the proxy, ain't in my posse n***as know my pockets fat, need Hydroxy-Cut Dick be swingin', no boxing gloves I be spittin' wit a real nice buzz Always tipsy, I'm never drunk But you n***as 'bout drunk as f** 'Cause you n***as love taking shots I be lookin' like "what the f**?" All of these n***as, they know me They know we ain't homies They phony, be showin' me love I'm bad & i'm bougie I'm always the focus They broke & they bogus They whack and a dub I stroll in the club, bet they dappin' me up "Mikey you know me" b**h back it on up I peeped all that sh** that you tweeted Now won't you repeat it I bet you won't keep it buck 'Cause you broke as f** Talkin' bout you hot mane Gone and keep it up I'll put that red dot right on your brain [Verse 3: Avereaux] I am the dragon breathing fire Beautiful mane, I'm the lion Critical fame, I know you're lying Authentic plays, ain't gotta buy 'em I know I'm fire You ain't going hard enough You ain't even smart enough You can be discarded, love You won't reach this peak, give up You ain't going hard enough You ain't even smart enough You can be discarded, love You won't reach this peak, give up [Outro: Avereaux] All eyes on me, yet I'm looking at the goal Yeah, I'm going for the gold You n***as be focused on the wrong things The wrong things The wrong things You wrong, mane You wrong, mane Ooooh-huuuuuh The wrong things, oooohhhh (Level Up!)