How You Feel? (Freestyle)

[Intro: Ski Mask the Slump God] Yuh Yuh, lil' bitch, ha I'ma go back to rappin' about uhm, rappin' about tickles and pickles Y'all rocking with DJ Scheme, lil' bitch Yuh (Ayy) Oh my God, Ronny [Verse 1: Ski Mask the Slump God] Yuh First made her giggle, no tickle, uh Then made her tickle my pickle, uh Metal on me like a nickel, uh Ice on me just like a 'cicle, uh Might buy a bike And if I bought a bike, then I'm putting ice on a bicycle, uh These niggas bite, oh, yes, these niggas bite Like Mike Tyson, I react with giggles, uh Danny, how you feel? [Verse 2: Danny Towers] I feel great, uh Hit 'em with a sawed-off, make a bitch nod off Nigga, this not your day, uh Niggas get bought out, choppa go gra-tow Took a bitch out like a date, uh He ain't ever caught no case Try to cross me, get put on skates [Verse 3: Ski Mask the Slump God] On my plate, A1 steaks Scope on AR, a-okay Jetson my car, UFO Said I'm gettin' cheese kinda like a Dorito Long live Jahseh, all I know Oh, also I be flyer than your neighborhood crow [Verse 4: Danny Towers] Shh, shh, shh Brrr, gra-tow Yeah, I run off with your shit, nigga, what now? I'm on the block from sun up to sundown When you was under you were nowhere to be found I'm servin' them pelicans, I'm in the trap, I do it so elegant K on my back, revenge on my letterman Hit with some shots, I ain't feel 'cause adrenaline Lil' Boat, how you feel? [Verse 5: Lil Yachty] Just like a million dollars, Danny (Yeah!) I'm in the Phantom, my bitch got no panties She can't feel her face, she did two or three Xannies (Xannies!) Her bestie off X, she popped 'em just like candies My gang like the Huskies, my G-Wagen dusty My first Cuban link platinum, it don't get rusty Brought one with the gang, since he solid, huh, must be (Huh?) I ran into Berner, he threw me the musty I took a big whiff, had my face lookin' ugly These lil' bitches thought that I'm related to Dougie Her BD a loser, he drivin' a buggy I'm tired, he lucky, he mad she gon' fuck me I'm sorry, these bitches are always tryna fuck me I'm cool, test me, dawg, you a fool Young prodigy, bitches see me, they drool (Yeah) Nigga fuck wit' the money, we whoop out the tool Whippin' my dick on the stool If she startin', she out it Got five different rings, cost more than an Audi My niggas need alibis, they always rowdy "Boat, why you keep all them Blood niggas 'round you?" (Brrt) 'Cause I can't trust a soul, these niggas might down me (Slatt) Even though niggas be softer than Downy Never know when your name got a bounty [Outro: Lil Yachty] Scheme, Ski, Danny Hello!