Ima give you what you need

Our here richards like my first name reed

I don't even talk I just let the money speak

And they don't want smoke less you talking bout the weed uh uh

I gotta mask on my face I don't say much

Dat ain't my phone number pussy dat my pay stub

I go thru bitch a week I guess I hate love

But keep a brick on me man I got like 8 plugs

I let my pants sag cus I let my nuts hang

I'm in that all black drop top mustang

I keep a white girl I like call her cocaine

Suicide on the neck you pussys can't hang

I got girls that'll give you what you need for it

I got girls that'll get up in they knees for it

I gotta girl that'll stick a fucking knife in ya back

Make you pussys bleed for it

And now I gotta cheerleader and she wanna make cheddar

Cus she don't want coach she just want Coachella

And now I'm on the the top with the fuckin trend settas

If she hop up in the ride it don't get no better

Ima mf beast if you tryna lose teeth ima give you what you need mf ima

Turn dat pussy to a feast ima have on her knees gotta saying daddy please would let me suck it

i'm just doing what i gotta do

it's just me and trash gang with an attitude

smoking so much weed im about to gain altitude

watch me turn the chop street into chop blade avenue

the mustang like a ferrari

in the drop top mane money just a hobby

cant nobody stop me

girls give me sloppy

dont be surprised if i gun up the lobby