Feel lyrics - Post Malone (feat. Kehlani)

 [Post Malone:]

She talkin' that noise, take her lovin' with the dawn, always talkin' on the phone

After we fuck in the morn' she wake up, she wearin' my clothes

She always be callin' my phone

She always be stealin' my clothes, yeah

Askin' me how does it feel when you know you could buy it at the store, yeah

Yeah, I'm bringin' that down to the floor

I'm droppin' the foreign in foreign

Hey, I came a long way on my own, ayy

I'm doin' this shit on my own, ayy

I don't give a fuck what I'm told, ayy

I came a long way on my own, ayy

Now her pussy made out of gold, ayy

I swear her pussy all in my soul, ayy

She got that soldier

Four days a hundred thousand

Forever like a diamond

She bring me back to life, yeah

I'm so fly I'm moshin'

Quit talkin' all that nonsense

I'm just tryna fuck you 'til you don't know nothin'


[Kehlani (Post Malone):]

I cross my t's and dot my i's yeah I'm for real (yeah, I'm for real)

He hold me down (she hold me down)

That's my shit (that's my shit)

He buy whatever, he know the drill (know the drill)

Don't need no pill (no pill, no)

He whispered in my ear and told me feel, feel, feel, oh, oh, oh


[Kehlani:]

He love that I say what I feel

He feel what I say 'cause it's real

You couldn't forget, I never changed up on my set

And I only make calls to collect, that's why we connect

We can go half on a jet, baby we on to the next

Fuck all the stress

Fuckin' with bitches who's new to the game when you got you a vet

I know you like it when I act like I'm still shy

Then turn around and put that thing in overdrive

I'm down to ride

I'ma keep you on my shoulder

'Cause every cold nigga need a bitch that's ten times colder


[Kehlani (Post Malone):]

I cross my t's and dot my i's yeah I'm for real (yeah, I'm for real)

He hold me down (she hold me down)

That's my shit (that's my shit)

He buy whatever, he know the drill (know the drill)

Don't need no pill (no pill, no)

He whispered in my ear and told me feel, feel, feel, oh, oh, oh


[Post Malone:]

Hey, fuck me 'til I can't see straight

Make me think that hoe was a mistake

I just need to feel you all the time

Ride hoe, ride hoe, alright, alright, alright

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