Mochi

What you really, really want from me?

Hating ****, I run from 'em

Why they always tryna come for me?

Swear they wanna feel the drum, drum, drummin'

What this bitch really want from me?

We been here spending lunch money

Go ahead, drop it down for me

And I'ma drum it, drum it, drum, drum, drum

Streets on lock

Keys on drop

I share that piece of pie

But please don't drop

Streets so cold

Think I might need my coat

Walk in like, fee-fi-fo

I don't even see my folks

Oh, what you looking at me for?

Blowin' on this C4

Bust a Swisher like a freak hoe

Just leveled up with my cheat code

Ball hard on my leash

Dog **** off leashes

Champagne got a leak

Just tell me, jump, and I'll leap it

It's karaoke, lip synching

After that she Listerining

They just gave me a check tonight

I can handle any misdemeanor

Knock, knock, fuck your subpoena

Pouring up, no Cold Medina

Cold ****, flow fever

Turn the 911 to a four seater

I hold it down for my ****

Give 'em a pound and we twistin'

Snakes in the grass and I'm hissing

They living lies and I'm a living legend

What you really, really want from me?

Hating ****, I run from 'em

Why they always tryna come for me?

Swear they wanna feel the drum, drum, drummin'

What this bitch really want from me?

We been here spending lunch money

Go ahead, drop it down for me

And I'ma drum it, drum it, drum, drum, drum

Streets on lock

Keys on drop

I share that piece of pie

But please don't drop

Streets so cold

Think I might need my coat

Walk in like, fee-fi-fo

I don't even see my folks

You know a **** stay blunted, blunted

And the city tatted on my stomach, dummies

Said, soon as **** start acting funny

Throw twos up, Bugs Bunny, Bunny

Girl, choose up and throw that cunty, cunty

I ain't even see that shit coming

Ass out like a plumber, plumber

Drop down and make that shit plummet

Pay me something or just leave me alone

Money getting real, Nia Long

Ever since shit just start going right

I got a real hard time being wrong

**** say they got a major key

Still ain't even got a key to home

Homies keep on telling me to stop

Playing with them, I'ma keep it going

I hold it down for my ****

Give 'em a pound and we twistin'

Snakes in the grass and I'm hissing

They living lies and I'm a living legend

What you really, really want from me?

Hating ****, I run from 'em

Why they always tryna come for me?

Swear they wanna feel the drum, drum, drummin'

What this bitch really want from me?

We been here spending lunch money

Go ahead, drop it down for me

And I'ma drum it, drum it, drum, drum, drum

Streets on lock

Keys on drop

I share that piece of pie

But please don't drop

Streets so cold

Think I might need my coat

Walk in like, fee-fi-fo

I don't even see my folks

Streets so cold

Think I might need my coat

What these **** really want from me?