Feel It (Superlative Remix) feat. IORA

Watch me pop my collar
Dem gyal holla
Dem man hit me for the sauce on top
I've got what they need, doors open
Now I navigate through like Cor's
I can
I weren't made to be less than great
Avant-Garde I don't know no grain
Come like Pops, They just know my pace
Set
Come out your ends a civilian
Not your average Low Hillian
Pass me the mic it's silly one
Never on killy don crud
But I'm killer like good
Don't touch road but a bit of me does
Going on major
They're little league clubs
So I draw for the bass no bat
Make it run home
Can't catch me when I run flows
So I pop my
Collar

Pop out the collar
Then run this dance
I'm on that everyday
Good tip darg
Not into celebrating
But gwarn

Bang off my chest
Cuz I'm feeling good
Mr make beats and flows
So hood
Ask about

This is all I wanted
When I lay verse all the people want it
When I make beats They believe my sonics
Hit the mainstream
I'm chronic
Quick to believe I body
Put the work in properly
They want my ting
Hot for me
Wake up this ain't a hobby
Don't miss out the pay when you do look for me
I'm living Bolton Town
BL I've got the chosen sound
Quiet boy step on the stage so loud
Line check watch all the rave go WOW
My tech
Trust in the why till I make life nice
Sicker with the game, so I get what's mine
Bang on my chest
Man's so proud of the set
I'm too good to forget
So I pop my
Collar