What Do U Want From Me?

Album cover art for "What Do U Want From Me?" by Carns Hill & Southside JB

Carns Hill & Southside JB - Rap, UK Rap

What Do U Want From Me?

2 Plays

Duration: 2:52

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] Look, evidence? I will never give that up in court Why would a real nigga talk? How could a real nigga talk? You can call JB many things When I'm dead and gone, just a corpse A terrible scumbag crook But a snitch won't enter your thoughts Man, I've got those things on me Anytime I drive or walk Man ah keep on watching me Man, they must want outline chalk Man, I smoke this medical weed And it gives me cloudy thoughts I need my money in whole, sorry I don't accept shorts The kitchen just got used The Pyrex just got abused Comfy nigga in the trap No coat on, no shoes Southside, line up the move JB, finesse the move Magnum 359 Minus two with the venomous tooth [Chorus] Get wrapped like fish and chips in the chip shop Cold-hearted, I'm too frosty I've been putting in all this hard work Tell me, what do they want from me? All my friends dem keep up fuckery It won't stop till we all comfy I hit a lick just last night Quick digestion, nigga, I'm still hungry Get wrapped like fish and chips in the chip shop Cold-hearted, I'm too frosty I've been putting in all this hard work Tell me, what do they want from me? All my friends dem keep up fuckery It won't stop till we all comfy I hit a lick just last night Quick digestion, nigga, I'm still hungry [Verse 2] The money sit good when it can't fold The watch looks cold if it's all gold I run these streets with the long nose Joints fi dem, I've got untold I learnt these hoes have got no shame I pepper nerds, I'm on no games I spoke to my G, man, he's been ghost He sprayed his ting for a gold chain I trashed out your bitch, she's trashy Niggas gotta dead, they haffi Somebody died on the other side, boy, I'm happy Go on a ride, get gassy I was in the trap, getting trappy, new day, so trigger-happy Got your bitch calling me daddy We don't role play but she plays a role Put drugs in baggies and she holds my strally [Chorus] Get wrapped like fish and chips in the chip shop Cold-hearted, I'm too frosty I've been putting in all this hard work Tell me, what do they want from me? All my friends dem keep up fuckery It won't stop till we all comfy I hit a lick just last night Quick digestion, nigga, I'm still hungry Get wrapped like fish and chips in the chip shop Cold-hearted, I'm too frosty I've been putting in all this hard work Tell me, what do they want from me? All my friends dem keep up fuckery It won't stop till we all comfy I hit a lick just last night Quick digestion, nigga, I'm still hungry

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Credits

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  • Southside JB