Need Her
Got the chip in the white Visa
Stripes on her ass, call her zebra
McLaren move like a cheetah
She a Virgo, but she acting like a Libra
I can't wait to meet her
I can't wait to greet her
She cute and even sweeter
I don't want nobody, but I think I need her
When I'm with her I'm better
When she with me she wetter
What this shit forever
Girl enjoy the view
I could be your mood ring,
And you could change my hue
I could be your dog even though I'm not a Q
Get high to pass the time
Now I'm floating like I'm Mew
Never been a player,
But she can be my Player 2
Aye,
Got the chip in the white Visa
Stripes on her ass, call her zebra
McLaren move like a cheetah
She a Virgo, but she acting like a Libra
I can't wait to meet her
I can't wait to greet her
She cute and even sweeter
I don't want nobody, but I think I need her
I don't even know what I want
She an angel, I'm a saint like Laurent
Aye, she bout her bread like croissant
She somewhat bad and bougie, and a little nonchalant
P.I.C. my confidant
Together burning bridges, man you can't burn our bond
If I'm Harry Potter, she Hermione with her wand
She could meet in bed, bath, we go beyond
She pull through, like hair in the comb
And she old school like the Flintstones
She cool to the bone, just make we wanna go home
Stripes on her ass, call her zebra
McLaren move like a cheetah
She a Virgo, but she acting like a Libra
I can't wait to meet her
I can't wait to greet her
She cute and even sweeter
I don't want nobody, but I think I need her
When I'm with her I'm better
When she with me she wetter
What this shit forever
Girl enjoy the view
I could be your mood ring,
And you could change my hue
I could be your dog even though I'm not a Q
Get high to pass the time
Now I'm floating like I'm Mew
Never been a player,
But she can be my Player 2
Aye,
Got the chip in the white Visa
Stripes on her ass, call her zebra
McLaren move like a cheetah
She a Virgo, but she acting like a Libra
I can't wait to meet her
I can't wait to greet her
She cute and even sweeter
I don't want nobody, but I think I need her
I don't even know what I want
She an angel, I'm a saint like Laurent
Aye, she bout her bread like croissant
She somewhat bad and bougie, and a little nonchalant
P.I.C. my confidant
Together burning bridges, man you can't burn our bond
If I'm Harry Potter, she Hermione with her wand
She could meet in bed, bath, we go beyond
She pull through, like hair in the comb
And she old school like the Flintstones
She cool to the bone, just make we wanna go home
Credits
Writer(s): Josiah Belfield
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