Won’t

Lyrics
[Intro] I'ma go get what I want I'ma go [Chorus] I wake up, get what I want, I had to get what I could My lil ho suck me too good, my coupe the color that raw OG gas come straight from Cali, I spend that check like I ball I walk right into the store, pick out whatever I want I want my engine in back, I'm out here chasin' a sack And then I'm gettin' my way, I'm out here smokin' that pack I'm not here chasin' these skeezers, they bite off the hand that'll feed 'em You out here finessin' your plug, fuck 'round, you know you gon' need him [Verse 1] I wake up, get what I want, I spent six thousand in Will I could've bought me a bike, you know my bitches like hoes They only fuck with them dykes, my partner play with that raw No Pyrex pot, it ain't right, I want white diamonds, VVSs Them bitches light up the night, feelin' like I'm Michael Knight I just looked left, seen the police, so you know I made a right Drop the coupe off, spray it white, my lil bitch only want pipe Ay, I walk 'round with the nina loaded, runnin' up on me ain't wise Speed the coupe like it's hot-wired, feed the fam all on my mind Molly and lean mixed with Percocet and Xans, but I'm not tired I stay ten toes on the ground, I put a peephole on my nine Pussy nigga tried to bust through my front door, I put you on the ground [Chorus] I wake up, get what I want, I had to get what I could My lil ho suck me too good, my coupe the color that raw OG gas come straight from Cali, I spend that check like I ball I walk right into the store, pick out whatever I want I want my engine in back, I'm out here chasin' a sack And then I'm gettin' my way, I'm out here smokin' that pack I'm not here chasin' these skeezers, they bite off the hand that'll feed 'em You out here finessin' your plug, fuck 'round, you know you gon' need him [Verse 2] I wake up, get what I want, my cellphone was boomin' like Hell I had to get me two phones, my lil bitch wanted some friends I had to get her two more, all I do chase dividends I fuck her money, make more, yeah, I got that pocket rocket, ay I take it with me on the go, can't chase that dough if you slow I stay afloat like a boat, if you a drug dealer, put your wrist in the pot When it come out, it glow, I do it twice, pour a four I fucked her twice on the floor, when I pulled up in the coupe with no ceiling, I know she got horny [Chorus] I wake up, get what I want, I had to get what I could My lil ho suck me too good, my coupe the color that raw OG gas come straight from Cali, I spend that check like I ball I walk right into the store, pick out whatever I want I want my engine in back, I'm out here chasin' a sack And then I'm gettin' my way, I'm out here smokin' that pack I'm not here chasin' these skeezers, they bite off the hand that'll feed 'em You out here finessin' your plug, fuck 'round, you know you gon' need him [Outro] I wake up, get what I want, I had to get what I could My coupe the color that raw I spend that check like I ball I walk right into the store, pick out whatever I want I wake up, get what I want
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- Valee