L. Banner - What They Want Lyrics

Haha
This what they want right
Aye aye
This what they need like
Yeah yeah
This what they
Aye Aye
Uh
Haha
Yeah
Oh man

If you hate on my name nigga ya whole crew get done
I go zero to sixty with a 9 milly no problem it's done
Homie don't go acting slimy
Ain't no Jekyll and hyde up round me
Say nobody see
Say nobody heard
Yeah we live for that shit
Die by that code

This the shit that they want
This the shit that they need
This the shit they ask for
Got ya bitch on my team
This the shit that they want
This the shit that they need
I'm f*cked up
Too turnt up
Got ya bitch on my team

Petty shit must be a currency
Glock and hollow tips sting like a bee
Fraud nigga alert it's a emergency
Lock and I'm on em in an urgency
All I do is flip all these bands shit
All you do is smoke a few grams shit
All you do is post on the gram nigga
You ain't shaking my hand
Cuz you the same one on day one
Got ya hand out for a bail out
Nigga I know that ain't right
Popping big shit now
Nigga don't you frown
Look I'm on a new flight
Got damn it feel real good to live my life nigga
Yeah Yeah

Look
This the shit that they want
This the shit that they need
This the shit they ask for
Got ya bitch on my team
This the shit that they want
This the shit that they need
I'm f*cked up
Too turnt up
Got ya bitch on my team

Look
This shit get better with time
I'm writing these effortless rhymes
F*ck niggas they stay on decline
Real hitters only up on my line
Straight run to bank rolls
Island shores Cayman island hoes
Few Brazilians on that payroll
Got kush rolled smoking hella o's
Mobbed up in that hallway
Hood nigga look all day
Got some intellect too
Better watch who you step to
Got hitters in that rearview
Test my gang gang
If you wanna lame lame
X dot marked up on the aim
Now you see them bloody wine stain
XO the games over
Nigga this that takeover
Pulling up in that Rover
7 winters NYC
Icy chilly in the furs in the boroughs
Shit get thorough with them arrows

But
This the shit that they want
This the shit that they need
This the shit they ask for
Got ya bitch on my team
This the shit that they want
This the shit that they need
I'm f*cked up
Too turnt up
Got ya bitch on my team

Tell me
Look
Why they hating on a nigga like me
I'm just tryna bag up a f*cking billy
I'ma keep it running man
Do this shit all for my fam
Never posted on the gram

Yo light's camera action nigga
I'm directing
Seen a vivid picture nigga
It's in the lesson
Born from hunger after profit
Who really bout it
See I can flip a dollar
Make you holler
Oh yeah we about it now
You better back the f*ck up
While I crank some shit up
After money sweet cream
High profit nigga ain't a thing
When you run after your dream
Ain't no talking necessary
When I walk it's kinda scary
No ID them bodies buried nigga

Why they hatin on a nigga like me
I'm just tryna live my dream
I do it for my fam
Never post it for the gram nigga
Yeah