Want From Me

Want From Me
What the f*** they want from me
What the f*** you want from me
I'ma young rich ni***, no more hitting licks
I used to trap on the corner serving the dimes and nicks
These bitches ain't wanna holla cause I ain't have shit
But now a ni*** filthy rich, they be all on my dick
What the f*** you want, what the f*** you want from me
What the f*** you want, what the f*** you want from me
What the f*** they want, what the f*** they want from me
What the f*** you want, bitch you ain't finna get nothing

All these bitches they keep staring
My diamonds they glaring
Just get out that Aston Martin, finna hop in the McClaren
Foreign bitch sucking on me, she from Paris
I told that bitch swallow my kids, can't be a parent
Pulling up in a Ferrari, designer my fashion
Fuc*** these hoes then I'ma get ghost like Casper
White Lamborghini looking like a napkin
You never love 'em or cuff 'em, just pass 'em
Bitch tried to hold me up for ransom
Cause I'm wealthy and a little handsome
Plus I'm hot like a fuc*** candle
When I'm in the VIP I pop a bottle
Then I roll a L, no
Bitch your ni*** tryna take a picture
Got a ni*** posing for the damn camera
If a ni*** snitch, flip him like a sandwich
I'm pouring a four in a Tropicana
Head shot now he got canceled
Pulled up in the hood in a new Phantom
These niggas monkey so we got bananas
Dirty stick with the long handles
Pulled up to the club in Panamera
I'm picking up a hoe like
Rich ni*** with a lot of money
So I'm throwing hunnids on a naked dancer
Never cuff her but gotta f*** her
And when I'm finish you can have her

I'ma young rich ni***, no more hitting licks
I used to trap on the corner serving the dimes and nicks
These bitches ain't wanna holla cause I ain't have shit
But now a ni*** filthy rich, they be all on my dick
What the f*** you want, what the f*** you want from me
What the f*** you want, what the f*** you want from me
What the f*** they want, what the f*** they want from me
What the f*** you want, bitch you ain't finna get nothing
What the f*** they want, what the f*** she want from me
Back in high school that bitch was really on me fronting
Now I'm countin' hunnids, money tall like Paul Bunyan
Popping bottles, fuc*** models like a Playboy bunny
I'm a young rich ni***, no more hitting licks
But I'm still in the trenches with the dirty sticks
The quarterback got the sacks, so I send a blitz
Money over everything, tryna get rich
Trapping nicks, so I gotta keep a cannon
Boards on my window cause the house was abandoned
Smoking gas in the basement, my mama couldn't stand it
Black glove, black mas,k you would've thought I was a bandit
In the kitchen with the pots and pans, watch how ni*** whip it
Got the Molly Santan on my dick, told your bitch come lick it
Red bottoms at my feet, yes they cost a healthy ticket
Got control of the game, all I gotta do is click it

I'ma young rich ni***, no more hitting licks
I used to trap on the corner serving the dimes and nicks
These bitches ain't wanna holla cause I ain't have shit
But now a ni*** filthy rich, they be all on my dick
What the f*** you want, what the f*** you want from me
What the f*** you want, what the f*** you want from me
What the f*** they want, what the f*** they want from me
What the f*** you want, bitch you ain't finna get nothing