What They Want (feat. Pysch Loops)

Ahhhh
What they want
What they want
What they want
What they want
Pussy nigga that's a don't
What they want
What they want
What they want
Yessir
What they want
What they want
What they want
Pussy nigga that's a don't
What they want
What they want

Cut him off where he stand
Plant him deep in the sand
Its foot on they neck all disrespect
When I tell em that I'm the man
I got problems on problems
Tryna provide asylum
I done lost my fucking mind
So send me pictures if you find him
I promise don't need a sponsor
When you play God don't need a conscience
They screaming he done went evil on us
Lets pray that he's a donor
Maybe his lost of life could for something
Now the reaper coming after this heater dumping
Cause I done lost my smile to the streets
Really a friendly nigga unless you violating me
So bring that fire the temper rising like its yeast
If you waking up the beast
Bitch I promise aint no peace
Nah it aint no peace nigga ima put yo ass to sleep tho
Cause if you see me alone well leave me the same way that you found me
You can always judge my mood by the people thats around me
I do my dirt by my lonely
Even if you the homie
Don't need nothing extra on me
You think you stiff you gone show me
Bitch

What they want
What they want
What they want
What they want
Pussy nigga that's a don't
What they want
What they want
What they want
What they want
What they want
What they want
Pussy nigga that's a don't
What they want
What they want

Unlock the chains its time to get down to the nitty gritty
Niggas head down they tryna feel some type of pity
Fuck having fun it aint to be a lil litty
So when you see me and im on don't you try to hit me
I been in the jungle
Head hurt from a rumble
Stomach aches from the hunger
Woken from a drunkin slumber
Niggas try to fix it with no plumber
Hit her with no rubber
Socks all in the bed I aint want the covers
She think ima love her nah
Hell nah
Im not to big with trust
Aint no time for sympathy I treat it like its nothing
Got a couple hoes turned out think I was bluffing
They greet you with disgrace and now I really gotta dust you
Nigga fuck you
Out yo gums you bussing
All these guns you be bucking
All these hoes you be fucking
If we aint catch you you lucky
I pull up with that new chucky
Pussy ass nigga
When you see me better duck me
Psychedelic hoe