Need From You

I'm tryna tell you what I need from you, express my feelings in a booth, make a theme for you

I work in the field, not tryna bleed on you, I ain't playin' games, I got a target with a beam on it

I need good health, so I stop smokin' woods, I be walkin' real stealth, so you know I'm livin' good

I just need my bitch top shelf, not in the hood, I can make your life a book, if you wanna ride with me, mama, please, mama

Take you somewhere where they got high humidity, I'm talkin' Vegas, cuz that's where the strippers be, uh

Fuckin' with me, I put you in some Balencis, I give you like five or bags before you even leave, uh

I'm single, I feel no evil, so why should I be scared to spend my bag on all the people

Cop a list of shawties women, hooper named her Lisa, another one that flip over the ropes, cuz she's a diva

I don't believe you, leave you

Tell me another nigga that do this shit like me, show me one that got more versatility