What They Want

Paper Route Empire

What these bitches want from a nigga? (Yeah)
If they ain't with me, they against me, fuck them niggas (for real)
I ain't got time for doing shit but counting skrilla
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want?
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want?
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want?

I ain't got time to spend, but I got cake to spend
My lil' bitch hate that shit, she said she can't take this shit
I feel like I just hit the lotto, I'm smokin' on a Gelato
She hand me my pistol before I walked out of the house, yeah, that's my lil' rado

I only smoke nothing but fire, I pour up codeine to get higher
A million dollars later (what happened), I just told my plug I retire
I smoke a zip every day, but I can't keep up with a lighter
I'm a shit talking, Rolex wearing ass nigga like Ric Flair
A real dope boy that send packs all over the city everywhere
A fast car driving, Dolce and Gabbana suit wearing ass nigga
Ol' five gram blunt smoking but number nine, now I'm smelling ass nigga
Lil' mama blowing me up, she done had too much liquor

What these bitches want from a nigga? (Yeah)
If they ain't with me, they against me fuck them niggas (for real)
I ain't got time for doing shit but counting skrilla
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want?
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want?
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want?

I jump in my whip back out the garage
I got two bitches on three-way, they wanna have a ménage
I told them all I want is some head and a massage
Head so good when she got through, I gave her a round of a applause
Just caught another charge, beat another case
In a club drinking codeine pouring out that Ace
Daddy yo, that's my brother, my motherfucking ace
Two million dollars cash in a motherfucking safe

Out here saving all these hoes nigga you need a cape
All this money on the floor, I need a fucking rake
Three thousand dollar Cartiers on my fucking face
Just left Wells Fargo and pulled up at Chase

What these bitches want from a nigga? (Yeah)
If they ain't with me, they against me, fuck them niggas (for real)
I ain't got time for doing shit but counting skrilla
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want?
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want?
What these bitches want from a nigga, what they want?



Credits
Writer(s): Tauheed Epps, Marquel Middlebrooks, Quincy Matthew Hanley, Michael Williams
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