What I Want
Did it for my dawgs on this
I'ma run up the charts on this
Make you have to choose a side
That's how we gon' start on this
Fill up my bank, fill up my drank
Just bought a chain, run like the sink
Frank Lucas fur, dressed in a mink
Met a bad bitch, I had to link
Now that shit in my head
I ain't with the games, I'm just sticking to the bread
She don't like what I said
I stay in my lane, can you do the same thing?
Had to get back on my shit
I'm at the top of the list
They wanting me to slow down
But I keep makin' these hits
I'm tryna go touch a millie
I'm poppin' off like a wheelie
I got these stones ya did that
No I ain't signing no contract
Gotta stay indie, got the black gloves, it's Fendi
How could I forget, we can place a bet
Niggas be following me like my pet
I don't get touched, nigga I'm a ghost
Burnin' your bread, nigga you toast, damn
Now I get to do what I want, gotta catch up like Hunt
I do what I want, what I want
I ain't tryna fight, tonight (Yeah)
You do anything just to make me mad
Sayin' all these things you can't take back
Don't try to ruin my night
Fuckin' with my head, I'ma leave you on read
There's one thing on my mind
I'm gonna do what I want
Don't try to ruin my night
Fuckin' with my head, I'ma leave you on read
There's one thing on my mind
I'm gonna do what I want
Take a pic flic, flic
Diamonds, they hit
My hits is makin' me rich
I had to find my way now
You know I ain't goin' back (I gotcha)
Found my dream and chased it down
Bet'chu ain't fuck with that
I tell the truth, the rhythm and blues
I let it slap, take her back to the trap
I'm headin' home, ringin' my phone
I did it all on my own, had no feature on a song
You got to handlin' business, I'ma call you back when I finish
Blowin' my shit up ain't cool, watch how a young nigga move
Pardon my bae, she can blow a nigga like the ref
Now these bitches know my name (Yeah)
You and I were like the president
I'm not collecting no presidents
Franklin wasn't a Kennedy, bungee jumpin' out the Benjamins
If I fall, I'm still connected
Gotta stay well protected, gotta stay low-key
Never see me in the streets
I do what I want, what I want
I ain't tryna fight, tonight (Yeah)
You do anything just to make me mad
Sayin' all these things you can't take back
Don't try to ruin my night
Fuckin' with my head, I'ma leave you on read
There's one thing on my mind
I'm gonna do what I want
Don't try to ruin my night
Fuckin' with my head, I'ma leave you on read
There's one thing on my mind
I'm gonna do what I want
I'ma run up the charts on this
Make you have to choose a side
That's how we gon' start on this
Fill up my bank, fill up my drank
Just bought a chain, run like the sink
Frank Lucas fur, dressed in a mink
Met a bad bitch, I had to link
Now that shit in my head
I ain't with the games, I'm just sticking to the bread
She don't like what I said
I stay in my lane, can you do the same thing?
Had to get back on my shit
I'm at the top of the list
They wanting me to slow down
But I keep makin' these hits
I'm tryna go touch a millie
I'm poppin' off like a wheelie
I got these stones ya did that
No I ain't signing no contract
Gotta stay indie, got the black gloves, it's Fendi
How could I forget, we can place a bet
Niggas be following me like my pet
I don't get touched, nigga I'm a ghost
Burnin' your bread, nigga you toast, damn
Now I get to do what I want, gotta catch up like Hunt
I do what I want, what I want
I ain't tryna fight, tonight (Yeah)
You do anything just to make me mad
Sayin' all these things you can't take back
Don't try to ruin my night
Fuckin' with my head, I'ma leave you on read
There's one thing on my mind
I'm gonna do what I want
Don't try to ruin my night
Fuckin' with my head, I'ma leave you on read
There's one thing on my mind
I'm gonna do what I want
Take a pic flic, flic
Diamonds, they hit
My hits is makin' me rich
I had to find my way now
You know I ain't goin' back (I gotcha)
Found my dream and chased it down
Bet'chu ain't fuck with that
I tell the truth, the rhythm and blues
I let it slap, take her back to the trap
I'm headin' home, ringin' my phone
I did it all on my own, had no feature on a song
You got to handlin' business, I'ma call you back when I finish
Blowin' my shit up ain't cool, watch how a young nigga move
Pardon my bae, she can blow a nigga like the ref
Now these bitches know my name (Yeah)
You and I were like the president
I'm not collecting no presidents
Franklin wasn't a Kennedy, bungee jumpin' out the Benjamins
If I fall, I'm still connected
Gotta stay well protected, gotta stay low-key
Never see me in the streets
I do what I want, what I want
I ain't tryna fight, tonight (Yeah)
You do anything just to make me mad
Sayin' all these things you can't take back
Don't try to ruin my night
Fuckin' with my head, I'ma leave you on read
There's one thing on my mind
I'm gonna do what I want
Don't try to ruin my night
Fuckin' with my head, I'ma leave you on read
There's one thing on my mind
I'm gonna do what I want
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Writer(s): Ashlee Renea Rivers, Terrance Griffith
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