| What you got on is a clue, ooh | 
| I had to compliment you on that dress girl | 
| I gone smash off in that coupe, ooh | 
| I just left the dealership, no need to flex girl | 
| Yea, I got what you want, I got what you want | 
| I got it | 
| I got what you want | 
| I got what you want, I got what you want | 
| I got what you want | 
| I got it | 
| I got what you want | 
| You be my star at that noon and we gone finish at sunup | 
| I can’t fuck you in my room but the hotel be funner | 
| My (?) with a broom and get married by the summer | 
| I mean her mouth like a spoon, (?) | 
| I show my ass like baboons, I’m the king of the jungle | 
| Them niggas cracking on you but when I ask 'em they mumble | 
| Cause I fuck with you just like you fuck with me | 
| You know, I got this dying love for you, you got for me | 
| I go beyond (?) for you | 
| When broke, not fun, girl I treasure you | 
| And I know, cause I’m Quan, Rich Homie baby forever | 
| And I’m licking love letters for letters, Thug tell 'em | 
| Okay, I got what you want, what you want you know I got it | 
| I heard you startin' a clothing line, no police but I’m gone cop it | 
| Me and Rich Homie Quan got 'em in line, They just wanna know when we droppin' | 
| (?) eat your little pizza up, no toppin | 
| Spend 100 on my time bro | 
| And I’m (?) that (?) bro | 
| And we shootin' everything up around my town bro | 
| Why the fuck is you lyin' for, I know you seein' the (?) | 
| I’m gone smash off your diva | 
| Titty bitch wear a c-cup, but I’m a true Blood so it’s a b-cup | 
| I ain’t talkin' bout no shoes in the air but (?) re-up | 
| Ooh, ooh, no school, no rules |