"What They Need" lyrics
Lil Twist & B.G. Lyrics
(feat. B.G.)
Well if this what they want, I give 'em what they need
I got some shit in my trunk, I keep a bunch of weed
I just landed Miami, acting accordingly
Me, Hoody, Papi, on South Beach where the water be
They talking Florida Keys, shit sound like more to me
I'm rocking Chrome Heart jeans, shits like 40 G's
I just ordered these — look at me, it's little me
I get the game from my brother, they can't belittle me
I'm smoking Afghan cookies out in the Middle East
Sheesh keys, roll a motherfuckin' me, stuffy blunt please
Extended loose leaf, look like we rolling palm trees
I tried to tell niggas, weren't getting the warnings, why?
Twizzy got that shit for ya uncles and aunties
Been snapping like bungees, been stepping like concretes
Been killing shit since mohawks and rocking long tees
Comme des Garçons wallet chain from Barney's, actually
Why they mad at me? Been at the crib studying film
Playing the Carter 3 — it's me and Weezy Wee
I'm reaching who I'm born to be, these niggas boring to me
The proof screams loyalty, you couldn't James Harden me
I'm not easily tradeable, who the greatest? It's debatable
Standing frontline for anybody wanna make the news, nigga
On my mama I can't wait 'til I have to break a new nigga
Like, who nigga?
Well if this what they want, I give 'em what they need
I got some shit in my trunk, I keep a bunch of weed
I just landed Miami, acting accordingly
Me, Hoody, Papi, on South Beach where the water be
They talking Florida Keys, shit sound like more to me
I'm rocking Chrome Heart jeans, shits like 40 G's
I just ordered these — look at me, it's little me
I get the game from my brother, they can't belittle me
Well they call me the heart of the streets
It ain't too many in the game that's harder than me
2, 3 bitches at a time be all in my sheets
Balenciaga, Prada, Louis be all on my feet
Nigga be smoking on that gas like all through the week
Yeah, we be fucking on ya bitch, she the ultimate freak
These bitch niggas mad, ain't no more calling on me
Told on me already, ain't no more talking on me
Whatever nigga 'bout, I'm with that
Wherever you see me hanging, that's where them sticks at
You see my nigga Cee & Tow, that's where the bricks at
Beezo, Jacki, yeah nigga, that's where them hits at
We get our get back, nigga
Well if this what they want, I give 'em what they need
I got some shit in my trunk, I keep a bunch of weed
I just landed Miami, acting accordingly
Me, Hoody, Papi, on South Beach where the water be
They talking Florida Keys, shit sound like more to me
I'm rocking Chrome Heart jeans, shits like 40 G's
I just ordered these — look at me, it's little me
I get the game from my brother, they can't belittle me
I'm smoking Afghan cookies out in the Middle East
Sheesh keys, roll a motherfuckin' me, stuffy blunt please
Extended loose leaf, look like we rolling palm trees
I tried to tell niggas, weren't getting the warnings, why?
Twizzy got that shit for ya uncles and aunties
Been snapping like bungees, been stepping like concretes
Been killing shit since mohawks and rocking long tees
Comme des Garçons wallet chain from Barney's, actually
Why they mad at me? Been at the crib studying film
Playing the Carter 3 — it's me and Weezy Wee
I'm reaching who I'm born to be, these niggas boring to me
The proof screams loyalty — you couldn't James Harden me
I got some shit in my trunk, I keep a bunch of weed
I just landed Miami, acting accordingly
Me, Hoody, Papi, on South Beach where the water be
They talking Florida Keys, shit sound like more to me
I'm rocking Chrome Heart jeans, shits like 40 G's
I just ordered these — look at me, it's little me
I get the game from my brother, they can't belittle me
I'm smoking Afghan cookies out in the Middle East
Sheesh keys, roll a motherfuckin' me, stuffy blunt please
Extended loose leaf, look like we rolling palm trees
I tried to tell niggas, weren't getting the warnings, why?
Twizzy got that shit for ya uncles and aunties
Been snapping like bungees, been stepping like concretes
Been killing shit since mohawks and rocking long tees
Comme des Garçons wallet chain from Barney's, actually
Why they mad at me? Been at the crib studying film
Playing the Carter 3 — it's me and Weezy Wee
I'm reaching who I'm born to be, these niggas boring to me
The proof screams loyalty, you couldn't James Harden me
I'm not easily tradeable, who the greatest? It's debatable
Standing frontline for anybody wanna make the news, nigga
On my mama I can't wait 'til I have to break a new nigga
Like, who nigga?
Well if this what they want, I give 'em what they need
I got some shit in my trunk, I keep a bunch of weed
I just landed Miami, acting accordingly
Me, Hoody, Papi, on South Beach where the water be
They talking Florida Keys, shit sound like more to me
I'm rocking Chrome Heart jeans, shits like 40 G's
I just ordered these — look at me, it's little me
I get the game from my brother, they can't belittle me
Well they call me the heart of the streets
It ain't too many in the game that's harder than me
2, 3 bitches at a time be all in my sheets
Balenciaga, Prada, Louis be all on my feet
Nigga be smoking on that gas like all through the week
Yeah, we be fucking on ya bitch, she the ultimate freak
These bitch niggas mad, ain't no more calling on me
Told on me already, ain't no more talking on me
Whatever nigga 'bout, I'm with that
Wherever you see me hanging, that's where them sticks at
You see my nigga Cee & Tow, that's where the bricks at
Beezo, Jacki, yeah nigga, that's where them hits at
We get our get back, nigga
Well if this what they want, I give 'em what they need
I got some shit in my trunk, I keep a bunch of weed
I just landed Miami, acting accordingly
Me, Hoody, Papi, on South Beach where the water be
They talking Florida Keys, shit sound like more to me
I'm rocking Chrome Heart jeans, shits like 40 G's
I just ordered these — look at me, it's little me
I get the game from my brother, they can't belittle me
I'm smoking Afghan cookies out in the Middle East
Sheesh keys, roll a motherfuckin' me, stuffy blunt please
Extended loose leaf, look like we rolling palm trees
I tried to tell niggas, weren't getting the warnings, why?
Twizzy got that shit for ya uncles and aunties
Been snapping like bungees, been stepping like concretes
Been killing shit since mohawks and rocking long tees
Comme des Garçons wallet chain from Barney's, actually
Why they mad at me? Been at the crib studying film
Playing the Carter 3 — it's me and Weezy Wee
I'm reaching who I'm born to be, these niggas boring to me
The proof screams loyalty — you couldn't James Harden me
