feat. 2 Chainz

[Intro: Fabolous]

I ain't in no rush
I'll handle you ^!$$%s when I feel like it
I just be chilling

You're (*##$ is chilling too

[Hook: Fabolous]

When I feel like it
Kill these hoes when I feel like it
When I feel like it

That's my (*##$ when I feel like it
When I feel like it
Kill these ^!$$%s when I feel like it

Not do this %#@! when I feel like it
When I feel like it
Smoke one when I feel like it

When I feel like it
Pour up when I feel like it
When I feel like it

Cash out when I feel like it
Not do this %#@! when I feel like it


[Verse 1: Fabolous]
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 1 pick, got skills like it
Heard she $#&@ed 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 and 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 dawg, we don't bill like it

My ^!$$% no camerman, but he be flashing them stills 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
#~!!@ ^!$$%s be commentating
Say they ain't hating, but it feel like it

Just post a pic of me and his boo on instragram
Think he'll like it?


[Hook]

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]

I ain't a chef, I make mills/meals like them
Cut them up into thin slices
I got bricks like construction

You want instructions? You ^!$$%s ain't built like me
Competition ain't real like me
I'm so sick, who ill like me?

Two (*##$es in my suite
So when I leave I bet them (*##$es still dyking
Family good 'cause I feel like it

I'm hood 'cause I feel like it
Might not be your favorite artist
But you favorite artist got a verse with me

So they still like me
Ain't nobody popping seals like me
Codeine like a supplement

If I make her come, it's a compliment
^!$$% $#&@ you, like a parking ticket
And I got caine, like a walking stick

Shot you for an argument
Make all my (*##$es take all your (*##$es
And play hide and get it

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 ^!$$%s 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 ^!$$%s look recycled

[Hook]