Oh, I need a couple of things, I, I need a couple of things
Yeah, I need a couple of things
Glock 23 and a duffel, it bang Swear I'm in love with the drank
Got a beam on this bitch, ain't no trouble to aim
Run up the streams, I need double the fame
Glock is compact and the muzzle the same
Rolls Royce umbrella to funnel the rain
Before that, I need me a couple of things
Oh, I need a matte black Wraith and a Ghost
I been totin' the glock while I'm serving these o's
I been serving the rocks to like multiple hoes
I been rapping on beat, got like multiple flows
Euros and Pesos thats multiple doughs
Mac 10 and Beretta, that's multiple poles
You know how it goes, creep down your block, it's just me and the bros
Drake with a hundred, it's looking for smoke
Dump out the clip and it's aimed at your throat
Drank with a hundred, it looking for souls
She wanna f*ck me, I just told her fasho
She wanna f*ck me, be the heir to the throne
Hit that shit once and I get up and go
She got her a taste got her Feining for more
Glock tucked on my waist when I'm up in the store
Checks in the mail like them checks on my clothes
Check on them boys, they got hit up real close
Chop fry em up and they turn into toast
I ball, God through a 'oop on the low
Ran up my money, I brag and I boast
We go coast to coast
Just me and the bros
We going door to door
But you flying this bitch like a crow
Up that beam it glow
Ice my wrist, it's cold
Just like Eskimo
Count up a big bankroll
Around it like G.I. Joe
Money its giant, no Fe-Fi-Fo
She been begging to be my hoe
40 sit under the seat, let's go
Oh, I need a couple of things, I, I need a couple of things
Yeah, I need a couple of things
Bout 23 and a duffel, it bang Swear I'm in love with the drank
Got a beam on this bitch, ain't no trouble to aim
Run up the streams, I need double the fame
Glock is compact and the muzzle the same
Rolls Royce umbrella to funnel the rain
Before that, I need me a couple of things
Oh, I need a couple
Run up on me, you get popped like a bubble
Run up on me, guarantee you in trouble
Bro keep a strap like a seatbelt buckle(Where?)
Right next to the seatbelt buckle
Glock with a light, there ain't no need to scuffle
Glock with a light and it's making 'em shuffle
He shuffle and shaking, I want her for real, I just gotta be patient
I used to smoke and the house that was vacant
Got me some cash and I got out the basement
VVS diamonds, they sit on the bracelet
Hop on the mic and I'm making a statement
X out the hoe, yeah, I need a replacement
Hit him too hard, they done gave me a flagrant
I'm living expensive, it's hard to sustain it
Riding around town with my demons in training
She don't carry cash, she use pussy as payment
She say that she loyal, but she entertaining the gang
Pour up a four and it's aching my brain
Pour up a four and it make me insane
Creep down your block with a mask like I'm Bane
Walk with a stick and it's long like a cane
We always on go, we don't stop like a train
Selling this shit that came in from Ukraine
Call me D-Lo cause its in my veins
Tinted my windows to block out the lames
Tinted them windows like Cartier frames
Pull up for game and I hit it like Dame
We not the same so I stay in my lane
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Oh, I need a couple of things, I, I need a couple of things
Yeah, I need a couple of things
Glock 23 and a duffel, it bang Swear I'm in love with the drank
Got a beam on this bitch, ain't no trouble to aim
Run up the streams, I need double the fame
Glock is compact and the muzzle the same
Rolls Royce umbrella to funnel the rain
Before that, I need me a couple of things
Oh, I need a matte black Wraith and a Ghost
I been totin' the glock while I'm serving these o's
I been serving the rocks to like multiple hoes
I been rapping on beat, got like multiple flows
Euros and Pesos thats multiple doughs
Mac 10 and Beretta, that's multiple poles
You know how it goes, creep down your block, it's just me and the bros
Drake with a hundred, it's looking for smoke
Dump out the clip and it's aimed at your throat
Drank with a hundred, it looking for souls
She wanna f*ck me, I just told her fasho
She wanna f*ck me, be the heir to the throne
Hit that shit once and I get up and go
She got her a taste got her Feining for more
Glock tucked on my waist when I'm up in the store
Checks in the mail like them checks on my clothes
Check on them boys, they got hit up real close
Chop fry em up and they turn into toast
I ball, God through a 'oop on the low
Ran up my money, I brag and I boast
We go coast to coast
Just me and the bros
We going door to door
But you flying this bitch like a crow
Up that beam it glow
Ice my wrist, it's cold
Just like Eskimo
Count up a big bankroll
Around it like G.I. Joe
Money its giant, no Fe-Fi-Fo
She been begging to be my hoe
40 sit under the seat, let's go
Oh, I need a couple of things, I, I need a couple of things
Yeah, I need a couple of things
Bout 23 and a duffel, it bang Swear I'm in love with the drank
Got a beam on this bitch, ain't no trouble to aim
Run up the streams, I need double the fame
Glock is compact and the muzzle the same
Rolls Royce umbrella to funnel the rain
Before that, I need me a couple of things
Oh, I need a couple
Run up on me, you get popped like a bubble
Run up on me, guarantee you in trouble
Bro keep a strap like a seatbelt buckle(Where?)
Right next to the seatbelt buckle
Glock with a light, there ain't no need to scuffle
Glock with a light and it's making 'em shuffle
He shuffle and shaking, I want her for real, I just gotta be patient
I used to smoke and the house that was vacant
Got me some cash and I got out the basement
VVS diamonds, they sit on the bracelet
Hop on the mic and I'm making a statement
X out the hoe, yeah, I need a replacement
Hit him too hard, they done gave me a flagrant
I'm living expensive, it's hard to sustain it
Riding around town with my demons in training
She don't carry cash, she use pussy as payment
She say that she loyal, but she entertaining the gang
Pour up a four and it's aching my brain
Pour up a four and it make me insane
Creep down your block with a mask like I'm Bane
Walk with a stick and it's long like a cane
We always on go, we don't stop like a train
Selling this shit that came in from Ukraine
Call me D-Lo cause its in my veins
Tinted my windows to block out the lames
Tinted them windows like Cartier frames
Pull up for game and I hit it like Dame
We not the same so I stay in my lane
Yeah, I need a couple of things
Glock 23 and a duffel, it bang Swear I'm in love with the drank
Got a beam on this bitch, ain't no trouble to aim
Run up the streams, I need double the fame
Glock is compact and the muzzle the same
Rolls Royce umbrella to funnel the rain
Before that, I need me a couple of things
Oh, I need a matte black Wraith and a Ghost
I been totin' the glock while I'm serving these o's
I been serving the rocks to like multiple hoes
I been rapping on beat, got like multiple flows
Euros and Pesos thats multiple doughs
Mac 10 and Beretta, that's multiple poles
You know how it goes, creep down your block, it's just me and the bros
Drake with a hundred, it's looking for smoke
Dump out the clip and it's aimed at your throat
Drank with a hundred, it looking for souls
She wanna f*ck me, I just told her fasho
She wanna f*ck me, be the heir to the throne
Hit that shit once and I get up and go
She got her a taste got her Feining for more
Glock tucked on my waist when I'm up in the store
Checks in the mail like them checks on my clothes
Check on them boys, they got hit up real close
Chop fry em up and they turn into toast
I ball, God through a 'oop on the low
Ran up my money, I brag and I boast
We go coast to coast
Just me and the bros
We going door to door
But you flying this bitch like a crow
Up that beam it glow
Ice my wrist, it's cold
Just like Eskimo
Count up a big bankroll
Around it like G.I. Joe
Money its giant, no Fe-Fi-Fo
She been begging to be my hoe
40 sit under the seat, let's go
Oh, I need a couple of things, I, I need a couple of things
Yeah, I need a couple of things
Bout 23 and a duffel, it bang Swear I'm in love with the drank
Got a beam on this bitch, ain't no trouble to aim
Run up the streams, I need double the fame
Glock is compact and the muzzle the same
Rolls Royce umbrella to funnel the rain
Before that, I need me a couple of things
Oh, I need a couple
Run up on me, you get popped like a bubble
Run up on me, guarantee you in trouble
Bro keep a strap like a seatbelt buckle(Where?)
Right next to the seatbelt buckle
Glock with a light, there ain't no need to scuffle
Glock with a light and it's making 'em shuffle
He shuffle and shaking, I want her for real, I just gotta be patient
I used to smoke and the house that was vacant
Got me some cash and I got out the basement
VVS diamonds, they sit on the bracelet
Hop on the mic and I'm making a statement
X out the hoe, yeah, I need a replacement
Hit him too hard, they done gave me a flagrant
I'm living expensive, it's hard to sustain it
Riding around town with my demons in training
She don't carry cash, she use pussy as payment
She say that she loyal, but she entertaining the gang
Pour up a four and it's aching my brain
Pour up a four and it make me insane
Creep down your block with a mask like I'm Bane
Walk with a stick and it's long like a cane
We always on go, we don't stop like a train
Selling this shit that came in from Ukraine
Call me D-Lo cause its in my veins
Tinted my windows to block out the lames
Tinted them windows like Cartier frames
Pull up for game and I hit it like Dame
We not the same so I stay in my lane
Writer: JYJ ., vaguebdz ., OTW .
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid