lirik lagu j $tash – need it
[hook: kenny turnup] (x2)
them n-ggas got glocks and they aiming now
you got what i need so i lay you down
i need it right now, do not play around
you be talking too much do not make a sound
[verse 1: j $tash]
these n-ggas they watching all of my moves
i’m winning i’m winning we can never lose
these b-tches they see you know they gone choose(man these b-tches love me)
i’m screaming out money you know cash rules(mob, mob)
money over b-tches man trash these hoes
i’m out here grinding trying to get this dough
a young street n-gga gotta sell that dope
i came out the hood, and ain’t had no home
but i’m rich hood rich young n-gga getting money
young n-gga getting money got a bad b-tch wanna run to me
got b-tches f-cking with me, cause i’m hunnid
ah he ain’t say nothing, baby keep it one hundred (uh)
just keep it one hundred, [?] just keep it one hundred
these b-tches they love me, these hoes wanna f-ck me
they see i’m getting money [?]
[hook: kenny turnup] (x2)
[outro]
holy sh-t, relax gang volume one
[intro]
yeah
check it out bruh
[hook] (x2)
blue dream, [?] kush
purple haze, we smoking good
blue [?], adderall
[?], xannax bars
[verse 1]
i just copped a five pack of kush, that stupid dank
shoutout to my plug, had that sh-t shipped in a [?]
selling all these drugs
i got kush, lean, molly [?]
i’m breaking down a pound
’bout to bag the whole plate
moves from outta town, trapping in and outta state
got it all the way from the bay, straight down to the a
[?] juice man say he ’bout to roll him a eight
but i don’t smoke dutches, cause i don’t like how it taste
i’m counting lil’ hundreds, everyday i’m at the bank
fell in love with drug money, first time i rob me a plate
that was 2008, [?]
[?], i told that boy open the safe
[hook]
[verse 2]
trapping till i get no mo’
i’m breaking bread up with my foes
i’m ’bout to cop a two litre
po’ some out and drop a foe
i’m riding in a two seater
f-ck that [?] two hoes
[?] yesterday
only thing now i got these two hoes
i link ’em everyday, cause they know j got that stupid dough
[?] kush, molly, c0ke, fresh up off that f-cking boat
whiter than some dove soap
[?] my wardrobe
just like yo’ gotti, got those packs up in my condo
counting up racks only sh-t is them hundos
diamonds round my neck
i’m the connect to put you on bro
booming up that sack, cooking up crack even got [?]
[?] broward county, 954
[hook]
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