Want It

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TRA (USA) - Rap, Hip-Hop

Want It

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[Chorus] Yeah She tell me she want it She tell me she want me I tell her I got it I tell her I want her I'm blowing my money right outta my pocket I shoot to the top man just call it a rocket Just call it a rocket Not making a profit just wanna deposit This shit is chaotic I'm feeling exotic yeah [Verse 1] Dropping that shit and y'all stream 300 times like I'm Katie Making a living and making me happy until I am eighty This shit sounding crazy I'm feeling so lazy I'm writing shit daily I'm making the best and I'm living it safely I'm making me dinner and making it tasty I picked up my lady I call her my baby yeah [Chorus] She tell me she want it She tеll me she want me I tеll her I got it I tell her I want her I'm blowing my money right outta my pocket I shoot to the top man just call it a rocket Just call it a rocket Not making a profit just wanna deposit This shit is chaotic I'm feeling exotic yeah [Verse 2] Just bought a card to help with the credit I don't get no credit My girl just walked in the crib now I'm feeling like heaven I'm making a tape not a album you fuck with the seven yeah No time like the present I'm feeling the blessing but stressing It's holding me back like depression Got the mind moving so fast like a second Going in deep with the bars like a weapon I'm holding confessions and seeing reflections I'm making mistakes and I'm learning my lessons She wanna come over its not even a question [Chorus] She tell me she want it She tell me she want me I tell her I got it I tell her I want her I'm blowing my money right outta my pocket I shoot to the top man just call it a rocket Just call it a rocket Not making a profit just wanna deposit This shit is chaotic I'm feeling exotic yeah [Verse 3] Bouncing right back to crib with the girl I'm mixing a drink and I'm making it swirl yeah Shotgunning that shit no violence I am not popping no pills no vitamins Send me a text and I'm spiraling Calling her up and I'm dialing I'm dialing Send me a snap and I'm smiling Send me a letter I'm filing I give no fucks gotta give me some time I gotta dime and I'm calling her mine I put my hand on her thigh when I'm driving yeah I'm thriving Give me a minute this shit is exciting Can't keep it in gotta get to the writing She tell me she want me I'm feeling surprised I'm paralyzed like I'm hypnotized Yeah hypnotize my shit when she wit me Lights up my phone when she hit me I'm driving her ass through city We put those windows down like it's windy yeah Like watching her walk away like she hippie Ain't no dime she a fitty She's hot like it's chilli Fuck That shit too much We go together like Starsky and Hutch Painting the lyrics like brush Not hard to adjust Leaving the past in the dust Fuck the lust I want trust Fuck it Wearing me out like it's rust Said we agreed but we never discussed Say they don't like when I cuss Fuck it shut it [Chorus] She tell me she want it She tell me she want me I tell her I got it I tell her I want her I'm blowing my money right outta my pocket I shoot to the top man just call it a rocket Just call it a rocket Not making a profit just wanna deposit This shit is chaotic I'm feeling exotic yeah [Verse 4] Y'all look up the lyrics like Abbi and Maddy My girl she a baddie Y'all cater like caddie Bitch get off my snap cause you nasty You nasty I'm happy Making my music so classy I gotta home in the valley I am not one for the flashy Driving my girl home like a taxi Got clothes in the back seat Blowing up like it's back street Yeah running outta breath like an athlete Sitting in my room like a deadbeat Girl cooking food she a dime piece yeah Showing it off before it release I keep it between you and me I got the fit and it's dripping like grease Stream this shit cause I made it deceased ahh

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  • Tyler Aeschlimann