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FEELIN IT
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Hip-Hop/Rap
FEELIN IT was released on June 19, 2026 by broke as a part of the album UNDER THE INFLUENCE
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Release DateJune 19, 2026
Labelbroke
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM139

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flyana Boss
Flyana Boss
Vocals
Bobbi LaNea Tyler
Bobbi LaNea Tyler
Rap
Folayan Kunerede
Folayan Kunerede
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobbi LaNea Tyler
Bobbi LaNea Tyler
Songwriter
Folayan Kunerede
Folayan Kunerede
Songwriter
Mark Gozman
Mark Gozman
Songwriter
Omar Davis
Omar Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marky Style
Marky Style
Producer
Moore Kismet
Moore Kismet
Producer
Guy Gabriel
Guy Gabriel
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
On the internet
Every little bitch dressin' like vinaigrette
Come for my batch like Benedict
Champion shit, I'm winnin' it
Bitch, I'm feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it
Excuse me, can I interject?
So high, so fly, like I'm in a jet
Can't fuck with your girl 'cause I'm celibate
Silly bitch, I'm feelin' it, feelin' it
[Verse 1]
Add it up, add it up all day
Batter up, you can swing my way
Skin so soft, buttered up like shea
And I'm always on ten, better than okay
It gets lonely in the dog house (Woof)
Say it with your chest, don't fall down (Oof)
As a matter of fact, I want it all now
Wanna start an empire, I'm a Rothschild (Yeah)
[PreChorus]
Better than them
Body get numb
'Bout to go dumb
Are you feelin' it?
Better than them
Body get numb
'Bout to go dumb
Are you feelin' it?
[Chorus]
On the internet
Every little bitch dressin' like vinaigrette
Come for my batch like Benedict
Champion shit, I'm winning it
Bitch, I'm feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it
Excuse me, can I interject?
So high, so fly, like I'm in a jet
Can't fuck with your girl 'cause I'm celibate
Silly bitch, I'm feelin' it, feelin' it
[Verse 2]
Aye, I'm hot, but I still want a warm sweater
Shoot platinum hits like death metal
Give me Chanel, Chanel, rose petals
Can't chin check me, I knows better
Jerk, put you with the rice and peas
I'm killin' them, rest in peace
Beg for it on your knees
Stand up, get on your feet
[PreChorus]
Told, told y'all gon' bump like this
You ain't got nuts like these
My braids swing to my feet
Wait, swing, swing, swing
Better than them
Body get numb
'Bout to go dumb
Are you feelin' it?
[Chorus]
On the internet
Every little bitch dressin' like vinaigrette
Come for my batch like Benedict
Champion shit, I'm winnin' it
Bitch, I'm feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it
Excuse me, can I interject?
So high, so fly, like I'm in a jet
Can't fuck with your girl 'cause I'm celibate
Silly bitch, I'm feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it
Yeah, yeah
[Outro]
Silly bitch, I'm feelin' it
Silly bitch, I'm feelin' it, feelin' it, feelin' it
Silly bitch, I'm feelin' it
Silly bitch, I'm feelin' it
Written by: Bobbi LaNea Tyler, Folayan Kunerede, Mark Gozman, Omar Davis
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