Jae Crowder

What you need, what you want
What you need, what you want
I got molly, I got E bitch
What you need, bitch I got
Use your knees, make it drop
Make it lean, make it pop
With yo body
You cannot be shown no reason to stop
What you need, what you want
What you need, what you want
I got molly, I got E bitch
What you need, bitch I got
Use your knees, make it drop
Make it lean, make it pop
With yo body
You cannot be shown no reason to stop
What you-

Fendi my, fendi my, fendi my bag
I cop new piece never check no tag
And I know my old bitch lookin mad
When I hop in the brand new jag, i laugh
Brand new bitches, brand new hit list
Brand new jeans, these brand new britches
Shawty wanna fuck with the band musician
All my opps six feet, mortician
I did it, i did it, i did it
They said that they with it
These bitches ain't with it
I'm fuckin, I'm fuckin these bitches
I pull out my bands and these hoes get to strippin
I pull out my stick make that boy do the runnin man
Face to face, I never needed no middleman
Who you thinkin out here pushin the contraband
Fly in the pussy, man of steel, I'm superman

What you need, what you want
What you need, what you want
I got molly, I got E bitch
What you need, bitch I got
Use your knees, make it drop
Make it lean, make it pop
With yo body
You cannot be shown no reason to stop
What you-

I make her red like red paint
She blew me like blue paint
I pull up with the ritz
All up in her mouth like toothpaste
Too sweet, give a motherfucker toothache
Lose two teeth if a motherfucker too late
You wait on me bitch, I don't
Pull up in the whip sippin on moscato
Too much drip this fit cost a lot tho
Act like you live twice bitch, that's the motto
Too much ice, my wrist on gelato
White walled tires and the whip, el dorado
Drop top, bench seats
Big fins, text me
I can fit you in like, next week
Wanna take me to the crib, aight yes please

My wrist they spin like Bey blades
Six nine your bitch no trey way
Mystical pen no JK
On top your shit like Ray J
5 am and I'm off Ampheta
Mean lil bitch in a Hermès sweater
Past 5 days I've been off that keta
Me in yo sitch I'ma do that better
Better, better
I'm a white snow seller
Bitch this ain't Costco never buy what hoes sell
But I got boxes to get rid of
If you tryna fuck with me
Make your girl make V's
V for vendetta
And I'm making it rain in this bitch, OD
You ain't got an Umbrella

What you need, what you want
What you need, what you want
I got molly, I got E bitch
What you need, bitch I got
Use your knees, make it drop
Make it lean, make it pop
With yo body
You cannot be shown no reason to stop
What you need, what you want
What you need, what you want
I got molly, I got E bitch
What you need, bitch I got
Use your knees, make it drop
Make it lean, make it pop
With yo body
You cannot be shown no reason to stop
What you-



Credits
Writer(s): Jaden Tyler, Luke Oh, Mathias Quilon, Nick Wu
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