Don't Need It

I thought I couldn't rap no more
Ripped this motherfucker, ha
LeeBoy the God, number 21
GMT the gang, we don't do this shit for fun

Took off on these niggas
Now they hate me for no reason
Killed the scene & I'll be damned
I double back & they still breathing
All that bullshit I don't need it
Too many lames, no I don't need 'em (uh uh)
Niggas committing treason (they what?)
Bitch my team undefeated
Took off on these niggas
Now they hate me for no reason
Killed the scene & I'll be damned
I double back & they still breathing
All that bullshit I don't need it
Too many lames, no I don't need 'em (uh uh)
Niggas committing treason (they what?)
Bitch my team undefeated

Dolo shit I ain't need no favors
Tell me how many times I got to it no patience
40 yard dash on the run like 1.5
But I never ran away from a hater
Uh huh, ok killing shit, Tomb Raider
Been too cold, been having all flavor
Lee been the muscle still toting shit
Said my name been holding weight, call that shit brick paper
Goddamn, walking 'round with a whole lotta cash
Real za, niggas smoking on a whole lotta trash
Plus 1 with a O full of gas
Niggas say my name tryna get a little clout
I be stuck up in my ways running straight to the bag
Semi-automatic on the passenger side
Take a ride for your life, one-way in a Jag
One-way in a 'Lac, big lacking on zoom
Lola Bunny in my car tryna make a quick toon
She got that bomb cat, I give her this bomb dick
I'm hearing the bomb tick, then we make a big boom
Money on the line, I let the alarm click
I'm needing a sweet lick, I'm plotting until Noon
100 racks on a nigga, I'm blowing it too soon
Walking 'round without it on me, that's once in a blue moon

Took off on these niggas
Now they hate me for no reason
Killed the scene & I'll be damned
I double back & they still breathing
All that bullshit I don't need it
Too many lames, no I don't need 'em (uh uh)
Niggas committing treason (they what?)
Bitch my team undefeated
Took off on these niggas
Now they hate me for no reason
Killed the scene & I'll be damned
I double back & they still breathing
All that bullshit I don't need it
Too many lames, no I don't need 'em (uh uh)
Niggas committing treason (they what?)
Bitch my team undefeated

Too tough no tats, throwing ink on the line
Paper trail gangin' I got money on my mind
Shoutout my nigga Peso, he get money with the team
Cuz he Get Money Team, motherfuck the other side
Uh huh, 2 times, motherfuck the other side
Bitch think I'm Toosii talking bout she down to ride
Uh uh, had to tell the bitch "nosirski"
Better know about me, quick shit then I'm sliding
Zoom, Ima do the dash on a bitch
Yeah I been the shit I might trash on a bitch
Rocking out in my jam with a 5% tint on my shades
Yeah I'm looking like Slash in this bitch
No mask on a lick even it's a pandemic
Better call the paramedic when they mans getting hit
Ain't nothing been the same like my name Drizzy Drake
I'm in first place & I'm finna last in this bitch
Summertime off the percs, crashed in a bitch
Got up out that jam, had her stupid ass jelly
Had her pull up to the telly, no incidentals
Then I got back to the gwapo-fucking-nese & fetty
No Danny Glover, we walking 'round this bitch
With a lethal weapon that'll leave him deady
Money longer than Medusa snakes, shit too deadly
Bullshit, no I don't need it, bitch we too heavy, gone

Took off on these niggas
Now they hate me for no reason
Killed the scene & I'll be damned
I double back & they still breathing
All that bullshit I don't need it
Too many lames, no I don't need 'em (uh uh)
Niggas committing treason (they what?)
Bitch my team undefeated
Took off on these niggas
Now they hate me for no reason
Killed the scene & I'll be damned
I double back & they still breathing
All that bullshit I don't need it
Too many lames, no I don't need 'em (uh uh)
Niggas committing treason (they what?)
Bitch my team undefeated



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Writer(s): Leon Lightfoot Iii
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