Need Me
(Huh, ooh) Real deal
All these drugs some real deal
All these drugs some real deal (Deal)
All this drank I can't feel, feel
All these drugs I can't steer, steer (Steer)
Oh, these bitches want me, me?
Now she say that she need me, huh
I told you get off my phone, lil' bitch, is you kiddin' me? Kiddin' me
I pour this Wock in my cup, lil bitch, and I'm sippin' it, sippin' it
Bad lil' bitch pull up on me, she gets to the lickin' it, lickin' it
You know she ain't your bitch
She pull up and chill with me, chill with me (Bih, phrew)
Yeah, I'm fuckin' her friend too
I'm fuckin' her friend
She suckin' the gang too, uh
I'm sippin' again, you say I don't get you
But shit is the same, she want me to stay too (Ha)
(Huh, ooh) Real deal
All these drugs some real deal
All these drugs some real deal (Deal)
All this drank I can't feel, feel
All these drugs I can't steer, steer (Steer)
Oh, these bitches want me, me?
Now she say that she need me, huh
I told you get off my phone, lil' bitch, is you kiddin' me? Kiddin' me
I pour this Wock in my cup, lil bitch, and I'm sippin' it, sippin' it
Bad lil' bitch pull up on me, she gets to the lickin' it, lickin' it
You know she ain't your bitch
She pull up and chill with me, chill with me (Bih, phrew)
All these drugs some real deal
All these drugs some real deal (Deal)
All this drank I can't feel, feel
All these drugs I can't steer, steer (Steer)
Oh, these bitches want me, me?
Now she say that she need me, huh
I told you get off my phone, lil' bitch, is you kiddin' me? Kiddin' me
I pour this Wock in my cup, lil bitch, and I'm sippin' it, sippin' it
Bad lil' bitch pull up on me, she gets to the lickin' it, lickin' it
You know she ain't your bitch
She pull up and chill with me, chill with me (Bih, phrew)
Yeah, I'm fuckin' her friend too
I'm fuckin' her friend
She suckin' the gang too, uh
I'm sippin' again, you say I don't get you
But shit is the same, she want me to stay too (Ha)
(Huh, ooh) Real deal
All these drugs some real deal
All these drugs some real deal (Deal)
All this drank I can't feel, feel
All these drugs I can't steer, steer (Steer)
Oh, these bitches want me, me?
Now she say that she need me, huh
I told you get off my phone, lil' bitch, is you kiddin' me? Kiddin' me
I pour this Wock in my cup, lil bitch, and I'm sippin' it, sippin' it
Bad lil' bitch pull up on me, she gets to the lickin' it, lickin' it
You know she ain't your bitch
She pull up and chill with me, chill with me (Bih, phrew)
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