Girls love the face, so handsome
Could poke Scarlett Johansson
Heard [bad word] she fancied man
Maybe it was diazepam
Sweet vali' high that night
Too much [bad word]  no appetite
Watching [bad word] on the satelite
With a white blunt set alight
But something just ain't sitting right
I'm in my sitting room, sick of the sight
Same slags that are slinging tripe
Can't you say something different like
Niggas in it for the bragging rights
Clocked the movement banged to rights
Which bang-tidy buff ting should I bang tonight

Does it make you feel good
Does it make you feel good

This will be a swift decline
This will be a swift decline

Ain't seen many on par thus far
Hear them bars and realise, I ain't gotta try this hard
I sound like an [bad word] 
But like is a little insight really that much of an ask
Too much a task
Touch of class
You're a farce
I'm multifaceted, Arya Stark in a car that's dark
Yeah, [?], the stereotype with your standard type
Really all I'm doing is shedding light
On how we live, trying to keep it light
Them niggas lie
Ain't never saw, they don't know what it's like
They learn from other liar's lies
Think they saw it through a lion's eyes, [bad word] 

Does it make you feel good
Does it make you feel good

This will be a swift decline
This will be a swift decline