What I Want

Ok, so really what you saying
How you acting like you done though
You know that i'm the one who treat you, link you
Hit you up on weekends
Secret, sneaking on my dogs ay
What you needing from a nigga baby
50/50, keep it equal
I ain't the only one who need it
So, don't you ever go
And just fold up, fold up
I don't want you to cut yo phone off while you poured up
I ain't looking for no clone of you baby, hold up
I don't want you getting low on me baby
Going cold on me baby
You could crash it if you ain't careful
Pushing heavy on the gas just to be right there for you
Texting where you at baby, you impatient
Steady waiting, I know you tired
Fire & Desire, just like your sign

That's why I'm pulling up in 3, 2, 1
Everything you got, I need it from you
Why you taking shots, why you hit that low
Just give me a call when you touch back home
Pulling up in 3, 2, 1
Everything you got, I need it from you
Why you taking shots, why you hit that low
Just give me a call when you touch back home

Need you in flow, in touch, automatic
Say you don't know, and I know that you capping, ay
Tripping like on acid baby
I don't want you passive
I need you to max it, ay
Talking all this cash shit babe
Because I know you need bags and them trips just to flash them
I take you for a weekend, just relax
And them other niggas never get you back
They don't know what I know
Ain't no lowkey
Dealing with my past and what they told me
I know you don't want the passion MIA
We could go long if you do what I say
If you do what I say
If you do what I say
Yeah yeah, ok, yeah

That's why I'm pulling up in 3, 2, 1
Everything you got, I need it from you
Why you taking shots, why you hit that low
Just give me a call when you touch back home
Pulling up in 3, 2, 1
Everything you got, I need it from you
Why you taking shots, why you hit that low?
Just give me a call when you touch back home

All she want is pink champagne
All that body in the frame
Make a nigga feel a way, wait
Creeping around it like a tight rope
Been trying to keep it low, low
And I know that you got it so
Bad, don't want it going bad
Getting right, can't leave it where it's at girl
Who do you know doing that for you
Tell them other niggas they can pack it up
Bad little shawty I brag on you
Room full of girls, not one of them touch you
Not one of them girls you
About to slide on you, slide

You doubting, shawty I'm all in
I fall through soon as you calling
Don't panic baby, don't pass it
Don't look for it shawty, you had it

You doubting, shawty I'm all in
I fall through soon as you calling
Don't panic baby, don't pass it
Don't look for it shawty, you had it



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Writer(s): Colin Christopher
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