Feel Like A God
Juice WRLD
Feel Like A God lyrics
Intro
Sleepin in the party off the Percs Im numb
Ohoh oh yeah uh
Brodie got it on him if you wanna act up
I aint worried bout a damn thing Im young
Rich and dangerous all in one
Chorus
Mama said I should really watch my tongue
But she dont know I got all these niggas lookin dumb
She dont know I got the whole world in my palms
Gotta thank God I feel like a God
PostChorus
40 on me wrestling look like John Cena uh
You know what that means you niggas aint see it comin
I be with them meddling kids no Scooby uh
You know what that means we always keep the metal on us
Verse 1
Fuck with my slimes thats an homi
I dont mind catching a body
Percocet pop with a Molly
Codeine cup make me drowsy
Woah woah Juice King Tut gold on me
Yeah you got your niggas but whats a nigga to a army
The perfect point guard damn it you niggas cant guard me
Thats a mix of Jordan Hardaway and Kyrie Irving
PreChorus
Tweakin in the party off the Percs Im numb
Brodie got it on him if you wanna act up
I aint worried bout a damn thing Im young
Rich and dangerous all in one
Chorus
Mama said I should really watch my tongue
But she dont know I got all these niggas lookin dumb
She dont know I got the whole world in my palms
Gotta thank God I feel like a God
Mama said I should really watch my tongue
But she dont know I got all these niggas lookin dumb
She dont know I got the whole world in my palms
Gotta thank God I feel like a God
PostChorus
40 on me wrestling look like John Cena uh
You know what that means you niggas aint see it comin
I be with them meddling kids no Scooby uh
You know what that means we always keep the metal on us
Verse 2
Money right now rollin’ off percs smokin’ no loud
Lil bro got a 40 on him now
Slime with me he shoot you down
Back two days inside town
Nowadays it’s about a 100K for me to show up and shut it down uh
That’s the real spill
Banana clip in that choppa don’t get killed illed
My momma mad at me cause I’m off them pills ills
Feelin’ like
Ever since I can remember I been lookin for the dollars
I put Dolce Gabbana on my pants and my collar uh
I be with them niggas that got hands on them choppas yeah
So I dont got to worry about
Violence no problems yeah yeah
PreChorus
Tweakin in the party off the Percs Im numb
Brodie got it on him if you wanna act up
I aint worried bout a damn thing Im young
Rich and dangerous all in one
Chorus
Mama said I should really watch my tongue
But she dont know I got all these niggas lookin dumb
She dont know I got the whole world in my palms
Gotta thank God I feel like a God
Mama said I should really watch my tongue
But she dont know I got all these niggas lookin dumb
She dont know I got the whole world in my palms
Gotta thank God I feel like a God
PostChorus
40 on me wrestling look like John Cena uh
You know what that means you niggas aint see it comin
I be with them meddling kids no Scooby uh
You know what that means we always keep the metal on us
Verse 3
Smoke tryna touch me or my dough just to let you know
Youll get smoked tryna touch me or my dough
Let you know stupid ho
You got to the count of four to get off of my property
My niggasll smoke you and take yo money nigga monopoly
Look at my house its big as fuck
It look like a metropolis
Yo girl on toppin this
Slobbin on my hockey stick
She give me so much brain I thought that I was her psychiatrist
I be up in them clouds like damn you ns not as high as this
I feel like a pile of these ns not as fly as this
Fuck with me and my money dummy you gon’ end up dying yeah yeah
PreChorus
Tweakin in the party off the Percs Im numb
Brodie got it on him if you wanna act up
I aint worried bout a damn thing Im young
Rich and dangerous all in one
Chorus
Mama said I should really watch my tongue
But she dont know I got all these niggas lookin dumb
She dont know I got the whole world in my palms
Gotta thank God I feel like a God
Mama said I should really watch my tongue
But she dont know I got all these niggas lookin dumb
She dont know I got the whole world in my palms
Gotta thank God I feel like a God
PostChorus
40 on me wrestling look like John Cena uh
You know what that means you niggas aint see it comin
I be with them meddling kids no Scooby uh
You know what that means we always keep the metal on us
Verse 4
Smokin on loud aint no mid
Perc30s are not for kids
Run up on me holdin your wig yeah
I got my hand on my SIG
Big old guns not for kids yeah
Keep them in my crib
Ohnana Mumbling yeah
Look at my money bitch my money long
Talkin that shit lil nigga you dont belong
I broke that bitch heart cause she did me wrong
Double back Im rich ho
And my watch cost your rent ho
That AP skeleton finna be twotoned
But Mumbling oh
Outro
I love you empty
Mason