If U Want

Lyrics

[Intro: Drego] (Jose the Plug) Oh, nah, y'all can leave that if it's ringin' like that, that's... No love songs on my shit Ayy (Man) [Chorus: Drego] He'll lie, he'll kill just to get what he want Same time, hustle every day just to get what he want Take an L, fuck it, get it back, you can cry if you want One up top, lil' boy, you can try if you want Uh, I'ma stack this for a case, you can fry if you want I ain't gon' lie, my dog better lie if you don't Ayy, they real, they kill you, believe 'em, I don't A mil', two mil', it's closer than close [Verse 1: Drego] My dog still in Tennessee, he farther than close But I can see the opposition, he right in the scope You know I'm a slimeball, I'm wipin' his nose These niggas ain't dyin' 'bout no money, dyin' 'bout some hoes (Boy) I spend a dime on the work, dime on some clothes (Man) I left and came back, bitch, yeah, I'm Derrick Rose (Yeah, I'm Derrick Rose) I'll do the track 'fit, that's my trap 'fit The plug said, "I love your music, you talk reckless" (You talk reckless) [Verse 2: Beno] I can get you what you need, you ain't heard of me Have my nigga stab you up just like surgery Have your niggas find your body down the street where your people be In the kitchen whippin' up a quarter key Yeah, you know my hood hot like Myrtle Beach Everything I do is for my family Shout out to the niggas who abandoned me I'm lookin' for the lean, it's an emergency [Verse 3: Cash Kidd] Bitch, I feel like Tinky Winky in these purple jeans Yeah, quarter pound on me, this ain't Burger King If I like your bitch, I'm back-doorin' like a burglary Buffed up, punchin' and slidin', call me Hercules A lot of fraudulent activity when I purchase these Uber on the way, bitch, you irkin' me And my dog just beat a first degree The ones that don't really live it be the first to preach On the freeway nervous 'cause I'm traffickin' Bitch, keep your two cents, I ain't one of them Africans You can't book me for a show unless the strap get in Plus it's a body on this bitch like a mannequin You can tell the way I move, we really havin' it Nigga, when you on, gotta maneuver different Like I dropped it on the floor, I just blew some chicken They thinkin' the devil got my soul 'cause my shoes is Christian [Verse 4: Nuk] We like Giuseppes, we like body bags, we bringin' zippers back I don't care about your body mask, boy, I'll get on that They won't catch me on they body cam, seller shippin' that But I'm out there sellin' Cam'ron just like a Diplomat In my hood, it's like Killa Season, I'm like Cameron Giles They ain't scorin' off that evidence, this ain't Forensic Files I got dope just like pound cake, look around, wait These lil' niggas Chucky with that bag, quit that child play (All that child shit) I hit up Kari for an eight Before my nigga shoot the bag, I tell him sorry for the weight (Sorry for the load, brother) Brodie by Indiana State Right before we dropped a pint, I told him meet me outer space (Meet me outer space) I got drank still in my colon In the Range while I'm pickin' up a brick from Pensacola (This bar shit) Hopped right off the road and cleared my hitter's total Swear to God, the way they stole our style, I swear these niggas owe us (I swear to God)