When I Wanna

I got ice and the cream, call my wrist Ben & Jerry
Bad bitch in my phone, send me nudes, Pictionary
I'm a visionary, you gon' have to send cinematic
I got automatics just in case your nigga want that static
You a funny nigga, serving and shake in weight
I got fish steaks with a side of candy on the plate
What you need today? I be stretching shit like the dough that play
Stackin' chips, swear I need a sponsorship from Frito-Lay
Dresser full of trap phones I ain't even open
Once the pack gone, I switch the numbers, no reloading
I be golden gun toting, stay strapped like a Trojan
Hollow tips, fuck a pussy when I make em bust it open

She let me hit what I wanna
Serve when I wanna
Splurge when I wanna
Fuckin' up the comma

Brle with some shrimp and steak, pas les veaux francais
No, I speak Geechee, she like, qu'est-ce que c'est
Bitch, fuck you say, I'm a wizard with the egg beater

Lean by the leaders, ain't no roof in my two-seater
Twenty-eight, but I cushion six, remix
Thirty-five more times, bitch, that's a stupid lick
You a trick, buyin' hoes, Louis knockoffs

You got bitch, took her home and got my rocks off
Try to top off, ridin' in a headless horseman
Packs of the Perky's what you need for your endorphins
Runnin' up the sacks like my name was sap-worn

Don't call me on my phone unless you got somethin' important
Let me hit what I wanna, serve when I wanna
Splurge when I wanna, fuckin' up them commas
Let me hit what I wanna, serve when I wanna

Splurge when I wanna, fuckin' up the comma
She let me hit what I wanna, bitch
When I wanna, uh, yeah, when I wanna, bitch
When I wanna be in the crib, when I wanna
When I wanna, yeah, when I wanna
Let me hit what I wanna, nigga



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Writer(s): Ira Hughes
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