Don't Need Thots Lyrics

I don't need thots, I just want the guap

Run off on the plug like that shit sparked, fire at his top

I hope I don't gotta catch a case just like a otterbox

On the top, when I'm dead I wanna say I saw the guap

I don't need thots, I just want the guap

Run off on the plug like that shit sparkin, fire at his top

I hope I don't gotta catch a case just like a otterbox

On the top, when I'm dead I wanna say I saw the guap

5k on the watch, might take all they thots

I ate all they boxes, not a beamer, I take off they tops

They mad I make all the guap, I'ma drive right through they spot

Spin the block and get a choppa out like I'm an autobot

And I'm climbing to the top, diamonds in the clock

Time is getting stopped, bitches tryna blow its snow

And I'm too cold for raindrops,

I don't need no range drop, Take off then I drop tops

Extendo clip they call that shit a dick I keep the glock cocked

Got a check, Verizon, I'm connected in some hot spots

Smokin to the face that shit you passing, I do not want

In the stu it's gotta get me cooked like I'm a crockpot

Race the clock, you chase a thot that's on a string, stop watch

She say want it, she not gonna get it

I'm tryna run up my money in a minute

I'm tryna get guap, you know that I'm with it

I'm keeping my glock so I wouldn't extend it

I wrap this shit up cause I'm gifted

I got bags on me like Christmas

I can make it rain on bitches

But I'd rather not be tricking no cap

I don't need thots, I just want the guap

Run off on the plug like that shit sparked, fire at his top

I hope I don't gotta catch a case just like a otterbox

On the top, when I'm dead I wanna say I saw the guap

I don't need thots, I just want the guap

Run off on the plug like that shit sparkin, fire at his top

I hope I don't gotta catch a case just like a otterbox

On the top, when I'm dead I wanna say I saw the guap

Get the drop and you get boxed up, I roll up put opps in zaza

On the block with gas like Wawa, I got smoke, you want the rasta

Way too much za need a doctor, THC, my seven chakras

I got bread now, I'm a monster, I'ma run it up like soccer

Blick kick back, Tory push his wig back

Fuck it, I'ma split that, Shit no kit kat, now you zigzag

I don't roll up zigzags

You get smoked in a backwood

Shit give top give back wood

She ain't know I'm that good

I was that dumb kid up in school who did not know shit , but how to get paid

I ain't got 8 mill yet But I got a plan for a mill in Eight different ways

Blue strip, crip walk But my watch don't tick tock this not Addison Rae

Im tryna run my guap up Get to the top of the game Put the bag in the safe