What You Want

Yeah, even if my boy gon' do me wrong I'd never hold 'em
And I got too many good cards in my hand I can't fold 'em
And you thought if you do what I do then you gon' get exposure
I got your bitch up in my crib and she getting a close up

Said she wanna go-o-o to the hotel room
And I got enough room she could go-o-o too
She wanna smo-o-oke with the rest of my dudes
Baby I don't give a fuck you can do-o-o what you want

Bottles in front
AK in the back
Smoking big blunts
Yeah I only talk facts
Never cap once
Said they making hits I never heard a slap once

Brody fucking on your bitch he only bust her back once
You said that you do it but we know that that's fronts
I see you nervous in your eyes
You wouldn't go one on one
You put out one single lost your track and now you're done
AK shining like the sun

Yeah, even if my boy gon' do me wrong I'd never hold 'em
And I got too many good cards in my hand I can't fold 'em
And you thought if you do what I do then you gon' get exposure
I got your bitch up in my crib and she getting a close up

Said she wanna go-o-o to the hotel room
And I got enough room she could go-o-o too
She wanna smo-o-oke with the rest of my dudes
Baby I don't give a fuck you can do-o-o what you need



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Writer(s): Jesse Leonelli
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