MY SHORTY THUGGIN’

[Intro]
Okay, shorty
You know I fuck with you
What you need, shorty? (What you need, shorty?)
What you need, shorty?
I'ma tell you what I need (What you need?)

[Chorus]
What I need from you, shorty, is to keep it real
You never fold, you never squeal, soul made of steel
You got appeal, the way you talk got me thinkin'
I'm never changin', my heart bangin'
It's hangin' loose from your love
Fuck them hoes and fuck them clubs, you my lady thug
'Cause when I bleed, you go for blood
You spit on niggas and you fight studs
I go for mine, you go for us
My shorty thuggin', she never buggin'
I'm straight fuckin', ain't no assumptions
I'm late-night kickin' back with my shorty, nigga
Stop callin' on my phone, I'm chillin' with my bitch, nigga
Not today 'cause I got moves with my bitch, nigga

[Verse]
I struggle with my pain, but she gon' sit and listen
I talk about it all night, she gon' make a mission
She my Superwoman and I'm her Superman
A hunnid mil' up in my bag, keep the cash stashed
You spend a couple racks for your bitch, you broke ass
I got a couple mil' for my bitch, you know that
She do the money dance, go on with your bad ass
You got no money man, call the rubber band man
I got designer jeans and language, you can't understand it
My girl, she got Chanel, the nails that come in different palettes
These hoes fake, I swear to God these bitches not valid
I'm by her side, she won't leave me, I won't leave her stranded
That's my number one, them hoes is my number twos
You never lied to my face, so I know you true
I never lose, I stay winnin' when I'm with you
We off the liquor, takin' pictures in a dirty mirror
We throwin' racks, throwin' bands on some pretty strippers
We stab a couple niggas up, body like a zipper
We got some triggers and some clippers and a couple switches
I pray to God 'cause I know I'm just a dirty sinner
I find the peace up in my mind 'cause I'm off the 'erkie
I took a couple more pills, but that shit not workin'
I'm feelin' real nervous, mind blowin' up and worried
I'm feelin' real nervous, mind blowin' up, it's burnin'

[Chorus]
What I need from you, shorty, is to keep it real
You never fold, you never squeal, soul made of steel
You got appeal, the way you talk got me thinkin'
I'm never changin', my heart bangin'
It's hangin' loose from your love
Fuck them hoes and fuck them clubs, you my lady thug
'Cause when I bleed, you go for blood
You spit on niggas and you fight studs
I go for mine, you go for us
My shorty thuggin', she never buggin'
I'm straight fuckin', ain't no assumptions
I'm late-night kickin' back with my shorty, nigga
Stop callin' on my phone, I'm chillin' with my bitch, nigga
Not today 'cause I got moves with my bitch, nigga

[Outro]
(Sit and listen)
(Make a mission)
(Superman)
(Viceroy)