Feel It (feat. Theophilus London)

You must be out of your mind, must be out of your mind Out of your mind, out of your mind Are you dumb? Are you out your mind? You must be out of your mind Out of your mind, out of your mind Roll through the city, you're rolling with me You're like, "Shit, man, this car go fast" (Skrrt skrrt) Leave the lights lows, black windows, you can't see us Tell 'em you belong in the dark, you're a star (Hey) I know they wish that they ride like me And your fake friend told you not to rock with me I think they mad 'cause they not like me Won't you tell 'em, baby girl? (Ain't no stopping me) You know Young T skank up her tongue ring Grip up her backside, back up her bum-bum Yeah, grip her pompom, get the Ciroc, oh This a ting lock, bro, yeah, T and Octo If you feel it, feel it, feel it, feel it Feel it, feel it If you feel it, feel it, feel it, feel it Feel it, feel it You must be out of your mind, you must be out of your mind Oh, out of your mind, out of your mind Are you dumb? Are you out your mind? You must be out of your mind Out of your mind, out of your mind You got that big ass on the dance floor Just you give me that up, just you give me some more What is it that you ask for? Just give me that love, just give me some more If you feel it, feel it, feel it, feel it Feel it, feel it If you feel it, feel it, feel it, feel it Feel it, feel it You must be out of your mind, you must be out of your mind Oh, out of your mind, out of your mind Are you dumb? Are you out your mind? You must be out of your mind Out of your mind, out of your mind You got that big ass on the dance floor Just you give me that up, just you give me some more What is it that you ask for? Just give me that love, just give me some more You got that big ass on the dance floor What is it that you ask for? Just give me that love, just give me some more