Want Me

Who told ya
That I dont need no fancy things?
(If you want me)
Boy i need furs and rings?
(If you want me)
Boy i need dates not links?
I aint bout to teach how to treat me
How to treat me

So Dont be hitting my phone
3 in the mornin'
Talkin bout lets link up
What, you aint got no money?
Set up something for me
To do besides smoke and fuck
No i dont want to meet your bros
I aint one of these hoes
Just make some plans for me
Cuz im just worth more
I deserve more

No I aint fuckin wit no applebees
What about about them shopping sprees?
Ya gotta call me baby
No i dont mean to drive you crazy
But you knew i was high maintenance
When you met me
I mean you met me with my own cash and my own V (car)
I mean you cute but cute just aint enough when you messin wit me
Boy just come correct

Who told ya
That i dont need no fancy things?
(If you want me)
Boy i need furs and rings?
(If you want me)
Boy i need dates not links?
I aint boutta teach how to treat me
How to treat me

I aint bout to be nobody's pen pal
Like you bout to "What you doing" me to death
You got way too much time on your hands
Like im just tryna understand
Are you only insteresting on the gram?
Dont wanna facetime no more
Not wasting my time no more on ya
So let me know what the vibe is

You got money so let me see some'n
If it aint loui it aint gon be nun
We dont do dem "Its the thought that counts" ass boys
I want you
But you gon have to figure this out
Cuz I aint average
I mean I'm used to a certain status
Like let me know if you cant manage
I mean your number's not saved anyway.



Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Jackson, Rèign
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