I Want

I want my jewelry on flex
Fuck blinkers I'm next
I run up a check
I spend it on my kid
U spend it on sex
Ahead of the rest
Want so much green shit around me, u gota watch yo step

Don't assume... u better at me
It can go down whats hannin
I'm hungry for it like PAC Man
I gota secure the bag fast
I cannot stand a Internet cap
All on Instagram, Facebook Snapchat
Thought I ran into my batman
But we know how fairytales happen
Never was daddy's little princess
Never was able to listen
Use to throw them temper tantrums, over these lil bitty niggas
I put myself up on game
I don't fuck with lames
Ain't no switchin lanes
And if yo nigga acting different
then yep I'm the blame

I want my jewelry on flex
Fuck blinkers I'm next
I run up a check
I spend it on my kid
U spend it on sex
Ahead of the rest
I want so much green shit around me, u gota watch yo step

I remember them days in the rain
I remember Being tried like a lame
But I will never change
I'm in love wit money
Don't need cuddy buddy
U can cut it buddy
Make u nutty butty
I b gripping covers
Got him goin crazy He think i can't take it
He a Grady Baby
Dawg stay talking crazy
My cat talking back
Yo bitch on my page tell her get off my lap
I'm one of the realist
You probably the trillest
He said I'm the illest
Yeah I'm sick wit it in case u go talking, here go a pillow

In case you go talking here go a pillow
He wanted real but i showed him realer
U bitches is cool, but i think I'm chiller
I keep my gun close and turn to a killer

I want my jewelry on flex
Fuck blinkers I'm next
I run up a check
I spend it on my kid
U spend it on sex
Ahead of the rest
I want so much green shit around me, u gota watch yo step



Credits
Writer(s): 0, Jan Johnston
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