Need Me

[Intro: Icewear Vezzo]
Freaky-ass lil' bitch
Tellin' this bitch
She know what we
Bitch, you know what time it is
Alright, hmm, ayy, ayy (Iced Up Records)

[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Bitch, you need me, bitch, I know you need me, I make shit look easy
I'm too freezy, never cuff no breezy, I just fuck and feed 'em
Fuck who see me, I get sucked off G because I'm up on TV
Freaky ho, pussy feel like Fiji, I came up off KeKe
Way too needy, but she stay on fleeky, I hit that so freely
Rollie blingy, I nicknamed her Trina, I'm her ghetto genie
So much paper, I just might AP me, bitch, I'm set for leezy
Pour a pint, I sip mud like Weezy, ghetto boy like Peezy
Call it quits, then she double back just to throw it back
Throw her a sack, I might quartеrback, I got all the racks
If she thick, then I might spеnd a check, I fuck all the rats
Thirty thousand stuffed in all my pants, we throw all of that

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
Bitch, you need me
Old ghetto-ass bitch
You know, you keep callin' my phone, bitch, you know what time it is
You know I
Bitch, I'm him, I ain't them
No, I ain't none of them other niggas
Know how we come for this shit, ho
Bitch, you need me
Freaky-ass bitch, look
Baby daddy keep callin' my phone
Better tell that nigga what we did, old bitch
You outta your mind, yeah, stand up (Bitch, you need me)

[Verse 2: Dreezy]
Me and my bitch probably already swept your block, we finessed all the trappers
He think he the shit 'cause he paid my rent, these niggas be ballin' backwards
My shooters come fire where you post, don't check his post, just call the pastor
I don't even wanna claim these hoes as my son, fuck it, they all bastards (I ain't your mama, ho)
What we talkin' 'bout?
Smoke or the D, I never run from it (Nah)
Couple racks, that's hush money
Under five hundred, that's lunch money
Make him crash out like a stunt dummy
This a big body, not a punch buggy
If he layin' in my California king the only time I let a nigga cum for me
Lil' gutter, brown butter, cup look like Reeses, and my diamonds pieces
Give a fuck how old the beef, can't talk to me like Wop did Jeezy
Fuck I look like askin' for some cash? Nigga, need my own Visa
'Fore a lil' bitch say my name don't forget Big in front of Dreezy

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo & Dreezy]
Bitch, you need me
It's Big motherfuckin' Dreez', nigga
Put some respect on my shit
I don't even know who the fuck you thought you was talkin' to anyway
Goofy-ass nigga, extra-ass nigga
I ain't your old ho, fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Bitch, you need me
And I don't need shit from your ass
And any, anything you do for me is a motherfuckin' privilege, nigga, remember that
You know who the fuck you with, act like it (Ho, ho)
I make you look good, nigga
Bitch, you need me