Need It

[Hook: Kenny Turnup] (x2)
Them niggas got Glocks and they aiming now
You got what I need so I lay you down
I need it right now, do not play around
You be talking too much do not make a sound

[Verse 1: J $tash]
These niggas they watching all of my moves
I'm winning I'm winning we can never lose
These bitches they see you know they gone choose(man these bitches love me)
I'm screaming out money you know cash rules(MOB, MOB)
Money over bitches man trash these hoes
I'm out here grinding trying to get this dough
A young street nigga gotta sell that dope
I came out the hood, and ain't had no home
But I'm rich hood rich young nigga getting money
Young nigga getting money got a bad bitch wanna run to me
Got bitches fucking with me, cause I'm hunnid
Ah he ain't say nothing, baby keep it one hundred (uh)
Just keep it one hundred, [?] Just keep it one hundred
These bitches they love me, these hoes wanna fuck me
They see I'm getting money [?]

[Hook: Kenny Turnup] (x2)

[Outro]
Holy shit, Relax Gang Volume One

[Intro]
Yeah
Check it out bruh

[Hook] (x2)
Blue dream, [?] kush
Purple haze, we smoking good
Blue [?], Adderall
[?], Xannax bars

[Verse 1]
I just copped a five pack of kush, that stupid dank
Shoutout to my plug, had that shit shipped in a [?]
Selling all these drugs
I got kush, lean, molly [?]
I'm breaking down a pound
'Bout to bag the whole plate
Moves from outta town, trapping in and outta state
Got it all the way from the bay, straight down to the A
[?] juice man say he 'bout to roll him a eight
But I don't smoke dutches, cause I don't like how it taste
I'm counting lil' hundreds, everyday I'm at the bank
Fell in love with drug money, first time I rob me a plate
That was 2008, [?]
[?], I told that boy open the safe

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Trapping till I get no mo'
I'm breaking bread up with my foes
I'm 'bout to cop a two litre
Po' some out and drop a foe
I'm riding in a two seater
Fuck that [?] two hoes
[?] yesterday
Only thing now I got these two hoes
I link 'em everyday, cause they know J got that stupid dough
[?] kush, molly, coke, fresh up off that fucking boat
Whiter than some dove soap
[?] my wardrobe
Just like Yo' Gotti, got those packs up in my condo
Counting up racks only shit is them hundos
Diamonds round my neck
I'm the connect to put you on bro
Booming up that sack, cooking up crack even got [?]
[?] Broward county, 954

[Hook]