WHAT DO THEY WANT?
What do they want from me
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What do they want from me, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah oh yeah
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What do you want from me
And if it ain't bout no money please don't even talk to me
Ain't entertained by these bitches please get these hoes off of me
They all the same let them know that they can't get what they want from me
What do they want from me
And if it ain't bout no money please don't even talk to me
Ain't entertained by these bitches please get these hoes off of me
They all the same let them know that they can't get what they want from me
What do they want from me
I think I know they want to get a piece
Well that's a no from me
Can't get no dough from me
You bought her OnlyFans well I'm in her throat for free
She just a regular hoe to me
I'm getting bands, fasho
Bitch I'm the man, fasho
Can't trust these hoes 'cus she got a man at home but I'm still in her pants fasho
Shorty she love me, I know she a fan fasho
Her nigga can't stand it tho
But he the first one jumping when my jam come on
I know they love me they hate to admit it
They just mad 'cus I got this on my own
You can get off of your ass and go get it but I'm too busy trying to tap on your phone
Baddies that I could be tapping but I can't even cap
I rather they leave me alone
Cause half of they pussy be whack and after you hit it they think they can hit you for a loan
That's why I don't flex what I got
As far as these bitches know I could be broke so I know that they love me a lot
Cus they still blow my phone up when they want to talk
Or to make sure I'm straight, or if I need some top
Pretty soon imma be on the top cus I don't know no niggas that's built like me
Love the money I need me a lot
Bitch I'm trying to get chips like real ID
What do you want from me
And if it ain't bout no money please don't even talk to me
Ain't entertained by these bitches please get these hoes off of me
They all the same let them know that they can't get what they want from me
What do they want from me
And if it ain't bout no money please don't even talk to me
Ain't entertained by these bitches please get these hoes off of me
They all the same let them know that they can't get what they want from me
They not getting shit from me
Imma be spending the money for weeks
Every time that I call, it goes on repeat
How you gonna tell me the shit that you need
The jacket is green, and I ocean the denim
I'm whipping that bitch, imma ride in the phantom
And she giving head, cause she riding the shotgun
And I ain't the type to be off of the bottle
And I ain't the type to be fucken a model
But I would be crazy for ghosting the motto
I'll pocket the money, I'm winning the lotto
I'm loving the cheddar, we getting gelato
You say that you hate me, but you still be following
I'm at the top of my class, I'm a scholar
Lil boy from Glendale, he talking too much
I'm beating yo ass, I'll turn you to cobble
Matter fact, fuck the bitch that you came with
Year passed, and you still with the same bitch
I don't brag, but I got a lot of banquets
Cash money, no I'm all about the straightening
Got a cross on yo chest but I heard you satanist
You don't mind if I talk about my latest bitch
She was crazy I don't even wanna say the name
Just know that I had to be her latest hit
I'm the latest hit
I ain't the type to be faking it
The money on trees, I'm raking it
I'm swimming with sharks, ain't scared of it
No, I don't know what they want from me
I'm thinking my moneys their prized possession
They saying, oh Camo made songs on me
I guess I now need to make a confession
What do you want from me
And if it ain't bout no money please don't even talk to me
Ain't entertained by these bitches please get these hoes off of me
They all the same let them know that they can't get what they want from me
What do they want from me
And if it ain't bout no money please don't even talk to me
Ain't entertained by these bitches please get these hoes off of me
They all the same let them know that they can't get what they want from me
What do they want from me
What do they, what do they want from me
What do they want from me
What do they, what do they want from me
What do they want from me
What do they want from
What do they want from me
What do they want from me, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah oh yeah
What do they want from me
What do they want from me
What do they want from me
What do they want from me
What do they want from me
What do they want from
What do they want from me (What do they want from me)
What do they want from me (What do they want from me, no no)
What do they want from me (What do they want from me)
What do they want from me (What do they want from me)
What do you want from me
And if it ain't bout no money please don't even talk to me
Ain't entertained by these bitches please get these hoes off of me
They all the same let them know that they can't get what they want from me
What do they want from me
And if it ain't bout no money please don't even talk to me
Ain't entertained by these bitches please get these hoes off of me
They all the same let them know that they can't get what they want from me
What do they want from me
I think I know they want to get a piece
Well that's a no from me
Can't get no dough from me
You bought her OnlyFans well I'm in her throat for free
She just a regular hoe to me
I'm getting bands, fasho
Bitch I'm the man, fasho
Can't trust these hoes 'cus she got a man at home but I'm still in her pants fasho
Shorty she love me, I know she a fan fasho
Her nigga can't stand it tho
But he the first one jumping when my jam come on
I know they love me they hate to admit it
They just mad 'cus I got this on my own
You can get off of your ass and go get it but I'm too busy trying to tap on your phone
Baddies that I could be tapping but I can't even cap
I rather they leave me alone
Cause half of they pussy be whack and after you hit it they think they can hit you for a loan
That's why I don't flex what I got
As far as these bitches know I could be broke so I know that they love me a lot
Cus they still blow my phone up when they want to talk
Or to make sure I'm straight, or if I need some top
Pretty soon imma be on the top cus I don't know no niggas that's built like me
Love the money I need me a lot
Bitch I'm trying to get chips like real ID
What do you want from me
And if it ain't bout no money please don't even talk to me
Ain't entertained by these bitches please get these hoes off of me
They all the same let them know that they can't get what they want from me
What do they want from me
And if it ain't bout no money please don't even talk to me
Ain't entertained by these bitches please get these hoes off of me
They all the same let them know that they can't get what they want from me
They not getting shit from me
Imma be spending the money for weeks
Every time that I call, it goes on repeat
How you gonna tell me the shit that you need
The jacket is green, and I ocean the denim
I'm whipping that bitch, imma ride in the phantom
And she giving head, cause she riding the shotgun
And I ain't the type to be off of the bottle
And I ain't the type to be fucken a model
But I would be crazy for ghosting the motto
I'll pocket the money, I'm winning the lotto
I'm loving the cheddar, we getting gelato
You say that you hate me, but you still be following
I'm at the top of my class, I'm a scholar
Lil boy from Glendale, he talking too much
I'm beating yo ass, I'll turn you to cobble
Matter fact, fuck the bitch that you came with
Year passed, and you still with the same bitch
I don't brag, but I got a lot of banquets
Cash money, no I'm all about the straightening
Got a cross on yo chest but I heard you satanist
You don't mind if I talk about my latest bitch
She was crazy I don't even wanna say the name
Just know that I had to be her latest hit
I'm the latest hit
I ain't the type to be faking it
The money on trees, I'm raking it
I'm swimming with sharks, ain't scared of it
No, I don't know what they want from me
I'm thinking my moneys their prized possession
They saying, oh Camo made songs on me
I guess I now need to make a confession
What do you want from me
And if it ain't bout no money please don't even talk to me
Ain't entertained by these bitches please get these hoes off of me
They all the same let them know that they can't get what they want from me
What do they want from me
And if it ain't bout no money please don't even talk to me
Ain't entertained by these bitches please get these hoes off of me
They all the same let them know that they can't get what they want from me
What do they want from me
What do they, what do they want from me
What do they want from me
What do they, what do they want from me
Credits
Writer(s): Demari Ross
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