U Deserve It (feat. Chris King & Quan'ta)
You deserve it
You deserve all this shit
You deserve it
Yeah, everywhere I go, bitch, I'm on my shit
Hundred racks on my 'fit, hundred racks on my bitch
You're beautiful, baby, blow me a kiss (mwah)
Shawty right there is a motherfuckin' ten
Shawty right there is a motherfuckin' win
Shawty right there is a motherfuckin' ten
Her and her friends they all fuckin' wins
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right there, right there, yeah
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right there, right there, yeah
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right, shawty right there, right there
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right, shawty right there, right there
If her ex nigga play right, you know we just have to break
Got a lot of lovin', but it's hard to get out of 'em
Put my neck up on my line, but they just a formality
Rip my heart up out my chest, like a fuckin' fatality
Semi-automatic Wes', for the gang and comradery
Give me baby girl the world and everything that says hi to me
Got these scars up on my knuckles, and she know I'm not proud of it
Designer pussy what she give me, she like Gucci and Prada me, yeah
I'ma catch a body, come and suck on and slop on me
She wanna get a friend involved, I told her it's possible
You can't ignore the drip, girl, you gotta acknowledge it
More than your pride, I'ma need you to swallow it
Just a little ghetto boy with a supermodel bitch
Pussy gon' pop and bang like hollow-tip
Recognize those outbursts, 'cause you keep it bottled in
That girl a spoiled brat, and that's because of him, wait
Sippin' that drank and I'm swervin'
Grippin' that pole, I ain't nervous
This world ain't shit but you perfect
Girl, I know that you perfect
(Everywhere, I)
You deserve it
You deserve all this shit
You deserve it
Yeah, everywhere I go, bitch, I'm on my shit
Hundred racks on my 'fit, hundred racks on my bitch
You're beautiful, baby, blow me a kiss (mwah)
Shawty right there is a motherfuckin' ten
Shawty right there is a motherfuckin' win
Shawty right there is a motherfuckin' ten
Her and her friends they all fuckin' wins
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right there, right there, yeah
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right there, right there, yeah
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right, shawty right there, right there
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right, shawty right there, right there
Yeah, look, shawty right there, she it
Shawty right there, she a ten, shawty right there, she can get it
Finna pull up in the coupe
'Could of cashed out, but I rent it (skrrt)
Mami don't know, look, we the young niggas who trendin' (yeah, yeah)
Snotty nose all on my pendant
Came in this bitch with your man
Finna leave out with the realest, ice skate nigga
She ain't know, had to show lil' mama it's the difference
Got her on the planes, now she trippin'
With a couple racks on the back
Had to take her out, show her how a young nigga really livin'
Yeah, she deserve it, mama ain't perfect
But she put in work, and it's time that she earned it
You been fuckin' with them lames, let me help upgrade you
It's time to turn the page, I can put you on some things
I'm a fly young nigga, need a fly young bitch
You can help with the pain that I try to cover up
'Cause I put it in my cup just to deal with this shit, yeah
You deserve all this shit
You deserve it
Yeah, everywhere I go, bitch, I'm on my shit
Hundred racks on my 'fit, hundred racks on my bitch
You're beautiful, baby, blow me a kiss (mwah)
Shawty right there is a motherfuckin' ten
Shawty right there is a motherfuckin' win
Shawty right there is a motherfuckin' ten
Her and her friends they all fuckin' wins
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right there, right there, yeah
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right there, right there, yeah
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right, shawty right there, right there
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right, shawty right there, right there
If her ex nigga play right, you know we just have to break
Got a lot of lovin', but it's hard to get out of 'em
Put my neck up on my line, but they just a formality
Rip my heart up out my chest, like a fuckin' fatality
Semi-automatic Wes', for the gang and comradery
Give me baby girl the world and everything that says hi to me
Got these scars up on my knuckles, and she know I'm not proud of it
Designer pussy what she give me, she like Gucci and Prada me, yeah
I'ma catch a body, come and suck on and slop on me
She wanna get a friend involved, I told her it's possible
You can't ignore the drip, girl, you gotta acknowledge it
More than your pride, I'ma need you to swallow it
Just a little ghetto boy with a supermodel bitch
Pussy gon' pop and bang like hollow-tip
Recognize those outbursts, 'cause you keep it bottled in
That girl a spoiled brat, and that's because of him, wait
Sippin' that drank and I'm swervin'
Grippin' that pole, I ain't nervous
This world ain't shit but you perfect
Girl, I know that you perfect
(Everywhere, I)
You deserve it
You deserve all this shit
You deserve it
Yeah, everywhere I go, bitch, I'm on my shit
Hundred racks on my 'fit, hundred racks on my bitch
You're beautiful, baby, blow me a kiss (mwah)
Shawty right there is a motherfuckin' ten
Shawty right there is a motherfuckin' win
Shawty right there is a motherfuckin' ten
Her and her friends they all fuckin' wins
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right there, right there, yeah
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right there, right there, yeah
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right, shawty right there, right there
Shawty right there, right there
Shawty right, shawty right there, right there
Yeah, look, shawty right there, she it
Shawty right there, she a ten, shawty right there, she can get it
Finna pull up in the coupe
'Could of cashed out, but I rent it (skrrt)
Mami don't know, look, we the young niggas who trendin' (yeah, yeah)
Snotty nose all on my pendant
Came in this bitch with your man
Finna leave out with the realest, ice skate nigga
She ain't know, had to show lil' mama it's the difference
Got her on the planes, now she trippin'
With a couple racks on the back
Had to take her out, show her how a young nigga really livin'
Yeah, she deserve it, mama ain't perfect
But she put in work, and it's time that she earned it
You been fuckin' with them lames, let me help upgrade you
It's time to turn the page, I can put you on some things
I'm a fly young nigga, need a fly young bitch
You can help with the pain that I try to cover up
'Cause I put it in my cup just to deal with this shit, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Lamar Ii White, Anton Martin Mendo, Christopher Stacy Jr. Cheeks, Quan'ta Evans, Joseph Boyden
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