| I need that | 
| That pussy I need that | 
| That good weed | 
| I need that | 
| Nigga I need that, I need that | 
| Yo' feed back don’t need that | 
| You bitches | 
| You ain’t shit, I swear you think you poppin' | 
| Cause you instagram famous | 
| This ain’t the fuckin' same kid | 
| You was fucking with me | 
| I sat back didn’t say shit | 
| Now I done lost my patience, ugh | 
| Well if you ask me how I’m livin' I’m just livin' life | 
| From South Central to the waters where these kids reside | 
| I’m a South Central LA nigga just a different type | 
| Went to MiraCosta so the homies think I’m getting white | 
| Hit the beach at day | 
| Then I’m back at 65th at night | 
| Bitch I ain’t complaining I just really have to shed some light | 
| Still leave the crib and make sure I don’t forget the knife | 
| The Knife got me feeling like I’m superman | 
| But praying I don’t run into a crip tonight | 
| That orange nike sign looking red in a different light | 
| Niggas rather kill than fight | 
| Familiar faces drown me but that attitude swi-switch at times | 
| Ha, 'lotta pain 'lotta funerals here | 
| I’m still standing like I just lost in musical chairs | 
| Praying that my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup | 
| Fill to the brim, brim, brim, brim, brim, brim | 
| I need that | 
| I need that | 
| That pussy I need that | 
| That real shit, they need that | 
| I got you, you need that | 
| I need that | 
| Yo' feed back, don’t need that | 
| Liquor I need that | 
| That good weed I need that | 
| Yo' feed back don’t need that | 
| I need that | 
| That pussy I need that | 
| That real shit, they need that | 
| I got you, you need that | 
| I need that | 
| Yo' feed back, don’t need that | 
| Liquor I need that | 
| That good weed I need that | 
| Yo' feed back don’t need that | 
| My team stacked your feedback, don’t need that | 
| My crew rollin' and see hoes at each show | 
| Scream I love, don’t know them | 
| All facts, you tall tales, you got shells, you don’t load 'em | 
| Claim parts that bang hard they don’t know you | 
| I just had hopes and bars, now its Nova Scotia corporate cards | 
| Friendly hoes and open bars | 
| Make a wish girl, hold a star | 
| The joke is off, play the game and know your cards | 
| I hope that you came to show 'em off | 
| Don’t be ashamed to show 'em off | 
| Let’s play the game below the bra | 
| Bitch, don’t be ashamed to show 'em off | 
| But hold your heart, I’ma do it 'til we runnin' the game | 
| Top floor in the Bay and fuck it | 
| When I overdone it I never done it in vain | 
| Do it for my niggas ‘cause we one and the same | 
| We just rented a house for a week, I need that shit forever and ever | 
| If I got it, I wonder, whatever would happen to me | 
| Cause I just keep meetin' new people | 
| That I can’t remember and wonder «How did we happen to meet?» | 
| I used to think niggas like that was assholes | 
| And now I’m like «How did that happen to me?» | 
| Strapped to the seat, I’m killin' the crash course | 
| Eyes on the road, eyes on the road but never the dashboard | 
| If I want to know, If I want to know your opinion I’d ask for it nigga | 
| My team stacked, your feedback, don’t need that | 
| My crew rode, and see hoes at each show | 
| Scream I love you don’t know them | 
| All facts, you tall tales, you got shells, you don’t load 'em | 
| Claim parts that bang hard they don’t know you | 
| I need that | 
| That pussy I need that | 
| That real shit, they need that | 
| I got you, you need that | 
| I need that | 
| Yo' feed back, don’t need that | 
| Liquor I need that | 
| That good weed I need that | 
| Yo' feed back don’t need that | 
| I need that | 
| That pussy I need that | 
| That real shit, they need that | 
| I got you, you need that | 
| I need that | 
| Yo' feed back, don’t need that | 
| Liquor I need that | 
| That good weed I need that | 
| Yo' feed back don’t need that |