Yung Goof - Feelin Right Lyrics

Dear God who made this beat?
Those violins are blessed
Whoo (It's Yung Goof hahahaha)
Feelin' nice, feelin' right
Feelin' like, I need a light
Light it up, light it up
Aight, that's enough
Feeling like I need to splice the blunt to get me feeling right
Fake 'em to the left swerve and I'm peeling right
Demon time run up to a kid then I steal their kite
Eagle eye view from the chopper gonna steal your life
Evil eyes cause I'm an evil guy
Speeding right by fast as light in a beamer
Like I got it like it that you don't need hear it twice
Need a bad bitch from Dallas as in Maxi Kleber's wife
Justin Bieber's wife
Hailey Bieber right?
Doest matter I'm after at the speed of light
Hit California for a legal high, even I
Can't wait for my drugs to get legalized
Capture flags?
The Flags been captured
Hanging from the rafters stab ya after the window shatter
Rain go pitter patter, I drip in the same pattern
Jack the ripper couldn't f*ckin rip or kill the rings I'm after
Rings like Saturn
I'm pissin' on you out the bladder I'm a dagger
Sweet as honey
Badger
Flatter the baddies unless they're flatter than a flat earth
Said I flatter the baddies unless they're flatter than a flat earth
Feelin' nice, feelin' right
Feelin' like, I need a light
Light it up, light it up
Aight, that's enough
If you see me rap and think that its whack
Your vision prolly bad might have a cataract
Cause I have attacked and snapped on every track
What you laughin' at?
As matter fact I'm driving fast like Cadillac
Fighting for the little guys like the Patman Act
Til I crack my back in half like Shaq at bat
With a bad pitch that's not that fast
If my pastor ask what chapter my life had me after bags
I'll chatter back
That I wasn't after bags or cappin' rats like ra-ta-tat
I was tryna master rap like hackin' a battle axe
Decapitating crackas tryna pat my back
Serial killin' apple jacks
Flabbergastin' riders on my saddle back
Flipin' on the beat like an acrobat
Hissin' like a rabid cat
At a rabbit that had back tracked a cat's snacks back to his habitat
That the fat cat had stashed mad snacks at
Like a packrat hidin' crackerjacks
Feelin' nice, feelin' right
Feelin' like, I need a light
Light it up, light it up
Aight, that's enough
Yard work make my back hurt listen to me on a crapper
I'm just tryna go and meet my buddies at a tavern
Cowboy Goof and you need shut your yapper
Girls like my horses and guys like my tractor
Back to city slicker I'm not a pity giver
Stab you in the heart, leg, kidney, and liver
Peter piper wouldn't pick a fight with me
Either either way it would be a sight to see
I rhyme with ease, it's a masterpiece
My stardom might just go and reach galaxy
Or just Texas shoutout to Abilene
I'm not trying to be gangster I'm just dabbling
Moral of the story hop on the goof train
Goof season baby it's gas like it's butane
Got a new chain got a new boo thang
Not the runner up the underdog like I'm Ukraine
Feeling right, feeling nice
Feeling like, I need a light
Light it up, light it up
Aight, that's enough