Want From Me

Lyrics

[Intro: Mango Foo] What the fuck they want from me What the fuck you want from me [Chorus: Mango Foo] I'ma young rich nigga, no more hitting licks I used to trap on the corner serving the dimes and nicks These bitches ain't wanna holla cause I ain't have shit But now a nigga filthy rich, they be all on my dick What the fuck you want, what the fuck you want from me What the fuck you want, what the fuck you want from me What the fuck they want, what the fuck they want from me What the fuck you want, bitch you ain't finna get nothing [Verse 1: Mango Foo] All these bitches they keep staring My diamonds they glaring Just get out that Aston Martin, finna hop in the McClaren Foreign bitch sucking on me, she from Paris I told that bitch swallow my kids, can't be a parent Pulling up in a Ferrari, designer my fashion Fucking these hoes then I'ma get ghost like Casper White Lamborghini looking like a napkin You never love 'em or cuff 'em, just pass 'em Bitch tried to hold me up for ransom Cause I'm wealthy and a little handsome Plus I'm hot like a fucking candle When I'm in the VIP I pop a bottle Then I roll a L, no [?] Bitch your nigga tryna take a picture Got a nigga posing for the damn camera If a nigga snitch, flip him like a sandwich I'm pouring a four in a Tropicana Head shot now he got canceled Pulled up in the hood in a new Phantom These niggas monkey so we got bananas Dirty stick with the long handles Pulled up to the club in Panamera I'm picking up a hoe like [?] Rich nigga with a lot of money So I'm throwing hunnids on a naked dancer Never cuff her but gotta fuck her And when I'm finish you can have her [Chorus: Mango Foo] I'ma young rich nigga, no more hitting licks I used to trap on the corner serving the dimes and nicks These bitches ain't wanna holla cause I ain't have shit But now a nigga filthy rich, they be all on my dick What the fuck you want, what the fuck you want from me What the fuck you want, what the fuck you want from me What the fuck they want, what the fuck they want from me What the fuck you want, bitch you ain't finna get nothing [Verse 2: Migo Domingo] What the fuck they want, what the fuck she want from me Back in high school that bitch was really on me fronting Now I'm countin' hunnids, money tall like Paul Bunyan Popping bottles, fucking models like a Playboy bunny I'm a young rich nigga, no more hitting licks But I'm still in the trenches with the dirty sticks The quarterback got the sacks, so I send a blitz Money over everything, tryna get rich Trapping nicks, so I gotta keep a cannon Boards on my window cause the house was abandoned Smoking gas in the basement, my mama couldn't stand it Black glove, black mas,k you would've thought I was a bandit In the kitchen with the pots and pans, watch how nigga whip it Got the Molly Santan on my dick, told your bitch come lick it Red bottoms at my feet, yes they cost a healthy ticket Got control of the game, all I gotta do is click it [Chorus: Mango Foo] I'ma young rich nigga, no more hitting licks I used to trap on the corner serving the dimes and nicks These bitches ain't wanna holla cause I ain't have shit But now a nigga filthy rich, they be all on my dick What the fuck you want, what the fuck you want from me What the fuck you want, what the fuck you want from me What the fuck they want, what the fuck they want from me What the fuck you want, bitch you ain't finna get nothing