I Need More

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Got it on smash
 
 Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
 Hitmaka
 Yeah
 He can fuck you good, but I can fuck you better
 Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
 This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule
 Had to risk my life to get this ice all all on my bezel
 Pockets swole (But I need more)
 Wrist on froze (But I need more)
 Copped the Rolls (But I need more)
 Yeah (But I need more)
 Who the hell woulda thought I would be here
 Singing, rapping and making these millions?
 When I was just posted up, all on the block
 I was trapping right in front of the buildings
 Mama said, "Boy, you keep stressing me out
 Too caught up in these streets, they gon' kill you"
 And she put me right out on the streets
 But she said I would die, no, I ain't got no feelings
 Drop the top, no, I ain't got no ceilings
 I got my Glock when I walk in the building
 Got a bad bitch and she how I'm coming
 She know I'm a hundred, she know I'm the realest
 I get the check, she help me count it up
 All of these hunnids, yeah we add it up
 We be just popping them tags, yeah
 I don't give a fuck what's your past, yeah
 You was fucking all them lames
 Fucking all those lames, way before you met me
 But you know they ain't better than me
 They ain't fucking that check up like me
 Don't get that pussy wetter than me
 And them niggas ain't flexing like me
 I'm the one that invest in your goals
 Keep it real, girl, you already know
 He can fuck you good, but I can fuck you better
 Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
 This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule
 Had to risk my life to get this ice all all on my bezel
 Pockets swole (But I need more)
 Wrist on froze (But I need more)
 Copped the Rolls (But I need more)
 Yeah (But I need more)
 I know these niggas, they hatin' us
 All of these bitches, they hatin' us
 Balencie', all different flavors
 Gucci in all different flavors
 When we be fucking, I beat that shit down
 You be screaming so loud, waking neighbors up
 I hit it good, you say, Daddy so good
 I swear I need that right when I'm waking up
 Get you a bust down, young nigga up now
 I just might go cop that Lambo (Truck now)
 All of these bad lil' bitches wanna (Fuck now)
 We caught a opp out of bounds, that's a (Touch down)
 Brr, brr, brr, I still pull up with the stick
 My lil' bitch, she super thick
 Gave me that pussy, now she lit
 I put that ice on her wrist
 I got her pullin' up in all them foreigns
 Fuck lame lil' nigga, he was boring
 When he had you, he ain't know what he was doing
 Yeah, I'm the one that invest in your goals
 I'm the one, put that dick in your soul
 Keep it real, girl, you already know
 He can fuck you good, but I can fuck you better
 Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
 This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule
 Had to risk my life to get this ice all all on my bezel
 Pockets swole (But I need more)
 Wrist on froze (But I need more)
 Copped the Rolls (But I need more)
 Yeah (But I need more)
 Know what he was doing
 But I need more
 

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Duration
02:59
Key
1
Tempo
150 BPM

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