Want From Me

(Dexter)

Dirty mud, pour my Sprite up, yeah
Niggas mad I'm so piped up, whoa
Don't know what these niggas want from me, yeah
Don't know what these niggas want from me, nah

Why are you pressed?
I tried to connect the blocks just like Tetris, ooh
Stomping 'em out in Giuseppes, yeah
Nigga, you better do better
Yeah, I'm in Boston I'm ballin' like Celtics, uh
Yeah, I'm in Boston, I sell it, ooh
Wrapping it up and I mail it
Try to finesse me, the fuck is you kidding? (Ooh)
Niggas out here blowin' Benjis, I know
I seen that shit just like way back before
Look at lil' mama like, "How did you know? How did you know?"
Niggas, they tried to come run up my woadie
No paper plane but you know I'ma fold 'em
I'm a real nigga, I know paper soldiers, not a free soldier
I be in the hood with the biggest of homies
Cappin' the K, bitch, I'm feelin' like Tony
Feelin' real lonely
Niggas, they really be thinking they know me
I'm not for the phony
I see it like ocean
I'm with the dope in the boat and I'm floating so leave me alone
Never did I needed help, not your own
Never did I feel like I don't belong
Bitch, I been on my own
Been smoking strong
Tell these niggas chill, ooh
As I grip onto my steel, ooh
These niggas in their emotions, ooh
Four Xans, stressed out and I feel it, ooh
Maybe because I'm up in the morning
Pouring a four out the sealing, yeah
Yeah, I whip dope but if I see 12, like a banana I'm peeling, yeah

I can't tell you why these niggas mad at all
Sneak dissin', why they do that at all, (hahaha)
Don't know what these niggas want from me, yeah
Don't know what these niggas want from me, yeah

Don't know what these niggas want from me, okay, okay
I go for it, won't get a pump from me, okay, okay
Catch a contact won't get this blunt from me
Hey, think I got you, she wanna jump for me, okay, okay
I just left China off that plane feel like a new guy
Mavado special, bitch Jamaican ah di rude boy
I'm still finessing on detective in this move, boy
I'm intercepting, them all checking, ayy, ayy, ayy
She spell bossyy with one Y, I told miss new-new skate, skate
Got me off Xanax and fucked me, bitch you know that's date rape
Copper stowin' sharp ass hooks but I'm not fish that take bait
Ran off with his pack, he thinking UPS a day late
Tryna leave with her but I'm looking for that other bitch
Lied and said I'm xannin' when she see me, she thought I'd forget
Your lil' bitch is feeling herself, she feeling on my hollow tip
Ayy, dash boys, Vlone, last out, yeah

Dirty mud pour my Sprite up, yeah
Niggas mad I'm so piped up, whoa
Don't know what these niggas want from me, yeah
Don't know what these niggas want from me, nah



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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Troy Vashon Donte Lane
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