What You Want ft. Dushine & Rivan Lyrics

I need a rich bitch, a girl to have kids with

Too solid, cannot switch, can't fold, I ain't no snitch

If you're gonna hold it down, then hold it down for life

You know I don't play around, don't end up on my knife

What you want? I got bands on me

Shoes Louis Vuitton

Sliding in the bands, I'm with brodie

She heard my song

Now she tryna know a nigga story

Hit it right, make her hit the doggie

Demon time or not, I be hearing voices

Baby, what you want? You know no more FaceTime

What you want? Wanna be with me, it rains outside

I go to Madrid, almost missed my flight

I admit got my path on site

What goes around, comes around I'm stressing over here

Caught an opp had to walk him down

That's to overcome my fear

Too fresh, too neat, big flex Ooh, I'm not in the mood

Seen too many snakes, he a cut up

If you ain't got bands, then shh

Pussy nigga, come try me, you know where to find me

East Van repping, got me six foot stepping

I promise I'ma never give up, I'ma give it all I got

I'ma have this one chance, so I better not miss my shot

Ready or not, I do it for the fam and the dawgs

Take to the heart, they didn't even want me to start

But I know in the back of their head that they know I'm a star, I'm a star

blessings on blessings on blessings

I been had enough of this stressing

Life had done taught me some lessons

It had to send me in the right direction

Making connections

You can't replace, you can't relate

You cannot say that we came up the same

What you want? I got bands on me

Shoes Louis Vuitton

Sliding in the bands, I'm with brodie

She heard my song

Now she tryna know a nigga story

Hit it right, make her hit the doggie

Demon time or not, I be hearing voices

What you want? I got bands on me

Shoes Louis Vuitton

Sliding in the bands, I'm with brodie

She heard my song

Now she tryna know a nigga story

Hit it right, make her hit the doggie

Demon time or not, I be hearing voices

From the hood kids looking up to killers and dealers

You want the bag, you gotta chase a few meters

I walk around with the heaters

They all broke why would I listen to teachers

Listen when I talk to you little boy on the speaker

You talk out your neck, you get hit in your dome

You sneak dissing better change your tone

I'm run it up just by using a phone

These fiends calling, they won't leave me alone

Can't stop till I get a pool at my home

Need VVs on my wrist fo sho

These hoes the same, they looking like clones

All eyes on me, they're watching like drones

What you want? I got bands on me

Shoes Louis Vuitton

Sliding in the bands, I'm with brodie

She heard my song

Now she tryna know a nigga story

Hit it right, make her hit the doggie

Demon time or not, I be hearing voices

What you want? I got bands on me

Shoes Louis Vuitton

Sliding in the bands, I'm with brodie

She heard my song

Now she tryna know a nigga story

Hit it right, make her hit the doggie

Demon time or not, I be hearing voices