​need that! lyrics

[Verse 1: MATHIASTYNER]
Two-two bad hoes in my bed and they thinkin' we somethin'
She wanna stay and I told her she buggin'
She act like she know me, b*tch, I'm not yo' husband
Pull up on yo' homie lil' b*tch and I'm bussin'
Her boyfriend keep callin', he mad as a b*tch
Blindin' that boy if I show him my wrist
Yeah, you not my homie, get out of my pic
Yeah, I hate when they talk, they be all on my sh*t
Yeah, chillin I be, she want my D
I'm in the cut like I'm Jason Voorhees (Yeah)
She gonna come through and she gonna eat (Yeah)
I'm peepin' his music, that sh*t is real weak
Yeah, I'm smokin' yo' homie, but I don't smoke weed
Yeah, when I'm on the track, b*tch I feel like I'm free
Yeah, they all surprised but they gonna know me
Yeah, I will not stop, I need gold on my teeth
Yeah, I need diamonds that shine to my face
Yeah, I need me a chain that gon' say my name
Yeah, I need me a bag for all of my gang (Yeah)
You b*tches stay mad, no, we not the same (Ayy, yeah)
I f*ck with the sh*t, I'm finna roll up
And you went about it, please shut the fu'
You keep on talkin', pus*y, what's up?
I been on my sh*t and I'm young as a f*ck
Yeah, hey, yeah, hey, I need that look on my car that's foreign, you see that
Yeah, when I pull up, yeah my eyes couldn't [?]
Oh, that's your girl? I'm like, "Damn, she bad"
Yeah, hey, yeah, hey, I need it
Look at my wrist 'cause that sh*t make you seasick
Yeah, I'm out of this planet, lil' b*tch is from Venus
Yeah, copy my style, but b*tch, you will not be this
[Verse 2: yvngxchris]
Uh, yeah, you cannot beat it
They call me a wizard like Gilbert Arenas
I just searched your music bro, f*ckin' delete it
And ya thottie goin' stupid, suckin' my p*nis
Choppa hit a n*gga, take him to Venus
I test for a fee, b*tch, I'm not doin' free sh*t
Shorty in the crib, she stay on that freak sh*t
Shorty said she love my drip, no seasick
Shorty said she love my drip, I'ma slide to the crib, I'ma f*ck on that lil' bitty b*tch today
b*tch I'ma ride with the Glocky, the Glocky, the Glocky, I'm making it rain like precipitate
I want the money, yes, I want the money, lil' shorty get to it, so when is the wedding date?
I see the way that you livin', my n*gga, that sh*t so sad, that sh*t got me SMH
I would keep goin' n*gga, but I'm tired
Shoutout to my n*gga bro, MATHIASTYNER
Man, f*ck Hi-Tech, I'm sippin' apple cider
I said that I love her, I don't even like the b*tch
Call my dresser so I stay on my salad sh*t
I get to the money, I'm keepin' my eyes on it
b*tch

[Outro: MATHIASTYNER and yvngxchris]
Two-two bad hoes in my bed and they thinkin' we somethin'
She wanna stay and I told her she buggin'
She act like she know me, b*tch I'm not yo' husband
Pull up on yo' homie lil' b*tch and I'm bussin'
Uh, yeah, you cannot beat it
They call me a wizard like Gilbert Arenas
I just searched your music bro, f*ckin' delete it
And ya thottie goin' stupid, suckin' my p*nis
Choppa hit a n*gga, take him to Venus
I test for a fee, b*tch, I'm not doin' free-