Want It
Dashing the motor
Fire up the blunt
Don't like being sober
And I'm just being blunt
They smelling the odor
Just fye up the runtz
Came with big dogs
Why you fuck with the pups?
I tried to tell em, "you coming this way but you gonna get hit with the fye"
Get the date and let's take it to trial
I don't know why they taking their time
There's a whole lotta shit on the line
Plus the urges to dirty the pine
He left alone with on the fade and he laid on the road but he gotta try it
It feel like you having your way, they end up getting cloned end up wasting ya time
And I even remember the day, they said we gon laugh about all the hard times
We get fried talking bout the hard times
Hit a lick now she giving me mind
Spend a check just to pour up a pint
Bag it up, that's the way I design
I'm just tryna live independent
Getting that check ain't no witness
Turn my back, I don't care if I'm winning
Never lack when I'm putting all in it
I don't een' care bout her feelings
Got her back and you'd think I was winning
She with us and you thought she was missing
I'm just tryna raise up to the ceiling
You tryna get hot and I'm tryna get pippen
You tryna get fried and I'm tryna get drilling
You tryna get lit and I'm minding my business
Think I'm heating up,cause I'm too tired of chilling
I want it, yea
I'm tryna stack up a ticket
I want it, yea
I'm tryna stack up a ticket
Clear up the vision, I put the scope on the bag
Don't want division, niggas dividing the bag
I want the whole thing in half
Mickey Mouse, hunnid round drum on the gat
Pouring up, I been living too fast
Tricking out with this shit like I'm back
Niggas knowing uh, niggas don't know who they are
Ima' just flow with this shit, niggas can pour with the bar
We picking up all the picks, niggas just know where we are
Still wrapping up, we in here like we don't know where to ball
He tryna catch up with us but he really don't know what it cost
You get it right back all in blood even when playing your part
Ima' go set up this shit, going head to head, fuck with a boss
I want it, Tell em that I want it
I want it, I told em that I want it
They say I'm sick but I want it
Yea I want it
Yea I'm too bold but I want it
Like I want it
Fire up the blunt
Don't like being sober
And I'm just being blunt
They smelling the odor
Just fye up the runtz
Came with big dogs
Why you fuck with the pups?
I tried to tell em, "you coming this way but you gonna get hit with the fye"
Get the date and let's take it to trial
I don't know why they taking their time
There's a whole lotta shit on the line
Plus the urges to dirty the pine
He left alone with on the fade and he laid on the road but he gotta try it
It feel like you having your way, they end up getting cloned end up wasting ya time
And I even remember the day, they said we gon laugh about all the hard times
We get fried talking bout the hard times
Hit a lick now she giving me mind
Spend a check just to pour up a pint
Bag it up, that's the way I design
I'm just tryna live independent
Getting that check ain't no witness
Turn my back, I don't care if I'm winning
Never lack when I'm putting all in it
I don't een' care bout her feelings
Got her back and you'd think I was winning
She with us and you thought she was missing
I'm just tryna raise up to the ceiling
You tryna get hot and I'm tryna get pippen
You tryna get fried and I'm tryna get drilling
You tryna get lit and I'm minding my business
Think I'm heating up,cause I'm too tired of chilling
I want it, yea
I'm tryna stack up a ticket
I want it, yea
I'm tryna stack up a ticket
Clear up the vision, I put the scope on the bag
Don't want division, niggas dividing the bag
I want the whole thing in half
Mickey Mouse, hunnid round drum on the gat
Pouring up, I been living too fast
Tricking out with this shit like I'm back
Niggas knowing uh, niggas don't know who they are
Ima' just flow with this shit, niggas can pour with the bar
We picking up all the picks, niggas just know where we are
Still wrapping up, we in here like we don't know where to ball
He tryna catch up with us but he really don't know what it cost
You get it right back all in blood even when playing your part
Ima' go set up this shit, going head to head, fuck with a boss
I want it, Tell em that I want it
I want it, I told em that I want it
They say I'm sick but I want it
Yea I want it
Yea I'm too bold but I want it
Like I want it
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Writer(s): William Blose
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