When I Feel Like It (feat. feat. 2 Chainz)

Fabolous:

I ain't in no rush

I handle you niggas when I feel like it

I just be chillin'

Your bitch is chillin' too

When I feel like it, kill these hoes when I feel like it

When I feel like it, that's my bitch when I feel like it

When I feel like it, kill these niggas when I feel like it

Now I do this shit when I feel like it

When I feel like it, smoke one when I feel like it

When I feel like it, pou' up when I feel like it

When I feel like it, cash out when I feel like it

Now I do this shit when I feel like it

The way it's shaped they say it's fake, I can't lie I still like it

No snitch I can't tell if it look real and it feel like it

She bend it over, I will hike it

Number one pick, got skills like it

Heard she fucks with some ball player, when I touch down I still spike it

Know I got that check on me, I'm not Nike but it feel like it

At the game on them floor seats, I ain't Spike but I feel like it

We ain't friends, we don't chill like it

You ain't my dog we don't bill like it

My nigga no camera man but he be flashing them steels like it

Where I'm from it ain't Iraq but swear to God it get real like it

Got soldiers in the field like it

'Bout mine, you get killed like it

Pussy niggas be commentating, say they ain't hating but it feel like it

Just post a pic of me and his boo on Instagram, think he'll like it

Chainz:

I ain't a chef I make meals like him, cut them up in thin slices

I got bricks like constructions

You want instructions? You niggas ain't built like me

Competition ain't real like me

I'm so sick, who ill like me?

Two bricks in me suite, so when I leave I bet them bitches still diking

Family good cause I feel like it

I'm hood cause I feel like it

Might not be your favorite artist

But your favorite artist got a verse from me, so they still like it

Ain't nobody popping seals like me, codeine like a supplement

If I make her cum it's a compliment

Nigga fuck you, like a parking ticket

Now I got 'caine, like a walking stick

Shoot you for a argument

Make all my bitches take all your bitches and play hide and get

I'm getting rich cause I feel like it

Take your girl cause I feel like it

Cash her out, toss her up, wash her up that's the spin cycle

And them niggas never did like it, in the car and I got the title

Grandma bought me a hand bible, I bought me a hand rifle

Cause I feel like it

All you niggas look re-cycled

And I'm getting head in the car, while she's driving