What You Need (feat. Snazzzy D)
Tyh
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I got what you want, I got what you need You ain't gotta hit the store, here goes the remedy I got a Alicia on the phone for another key We like to spread it on the floor like a centipede Baby, go ahead and give me head, I'm startin' to get soft Feel like tight, bitch, it's time to take the rubber off You know you ain't a gang if your team ain't never took a loss We shoot it first and then reload, we never runnin' off What's the move, what's the word, what's the stats today I'm seein' three, six, nine, I move the packs away Havoc in the kitchen, catching bows Joey Galloway Twelve heard the song, so we assume that they gon' tap away No, we not trippin', no, we never fall All them Instagram stunts, y'all be pullin', shit be old Flash a lot of money on your shit, boy, you a lick We the type to come to hem you up and take a pic But What you know about it A lot of shit on my mind, I swear this shit be sinister Shawty ten outta ten, I swear I'm really feelin' her She know I knock it out the park, Cody Bellienger Yes I'm really hot shit, no, it's not the temperature I got what you want, I got what you need You ain't gotta hit the store, here goes the remedy I got Alicia on the phone for another key We like to spread it on the floor like a centipede Baby, go ahead and give me head, I'm startin' to get soft Feel like tight, bitch, it's time to take the rubber off You know you ain't a gang if your team ain't never took a loss We shoot it first and then reload, we never running off Judgin' by my whip, I know your bitch wanna slide She all on me in her mouth before I put it in drive I'm that nigga in demand, yeah, I'm one of a kind Light the wood hit the gas, zero to ninety-nine Sippin' sailor, sippin' juice, the whole mix is trife Off the shrooms not the blues, they'll f*ck up your life Very few follow rules, you gon' listen tonight We smoke a whole hundred grams before we turn off the lights Chill nigga, he just like to count money, get high Sucka niggas gon' deny, we the truth, not a lie My wood roller, got it on em steal a gram risk ya life Peace gang, ain't for problems, but these niggas a try F*ck peace? bruh, them the type of niggas that die Try it out, get some money, you'll feel better in time Im off to Vegas Raiders and the Steelers playin' tonight Hit the mingo do it right now I'm up twenty-five I got what you want, I got what you need You ain't gotta hit the store, here goes the remedy I got Alicia on the phone for another key We like to spread it on the floor like a centipede Baby, go ahead and give me head, I'm startin' to get soft Feel like tight, bitch, it's time to take the rubber off You know you ain't a gang if your team ain't never took a loss We shoot it first and then reload, we never runnin' off
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Written by: Tyriq Hickerson, Uriah Douglas
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