Gotta Have It

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]

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Dolla $ign (Dolla $ign)

Ooh, yeah

Oh, yeah

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]

(Ooh) And you know I can't get enough

(Ooh) I just gotta have it, just gotta have it all

(Ooh) And you know I can't get enough

(Ooh) I just gotta have it all

[Verse 1: Stefflon Don]

Diamonds on me shinin'

Don't need no stylist, you know I'm wildin'

Niggas spittin' game, tryna get popped, they clout flyin' (Oh)

I ain't with that, baby

I'm overseas with fresh breeze

YSL on my body-body, and bitches indeed

You know, I'm the king of my fuckin' town (Heads bow)

I don't even need a crown, scared

Yeah, they unsure when I come around

Bodies turnin' purple like the Soul Plane

It's funny how (Yeah), these double D's got 'em breakin' they necks (Go)

Even got some of these straight gyal rubbin' their breasts

All up on me like them gangstas be on opposite ends

Pussy so good, I walk around like I got a S on my chest

Yo, I beg you put them cameras on me real quick

Too much ice on my wrist, I can't feel shit

Wale, Dolla $ign, and Don-da-da

Black rapper, do it proper, tell me, who better?

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]

(Ooh) And you know I can't get enough

(Ooh) I just gotta have it, just gotta have it all

(Ooh) And you know I can't get enough

(Ooh) I just gotta have it all

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]

I gotta have it like the air that I breathe (Air that I breathe)

You got options, you got tricks up your sleeve (Tricks up your sleeve)

Still got women tryna link up with me (Link up with me)

And when we do, I know that you'll up and leave (You'll up and leave)

You not the one to play with (Nah), no time for games

And your last man left you jaded (Yeah)

That nigga lame, just as bad as some of these girls I dated (Girls I dated)

More money, more problems, why I stay medicated

Yeah, yeah (Yeah), I can't get enough

Girl, it tastes like candy (Can–)

You call me daddy, got me feelin' like family (Family)

Put you in Christian Dior, I know you fancy (Fan–)

And it be hard to pull out, we need a Plan B (Plan)

You got ambitions, you got goals, baby

And I know you wasn't lookin' for commitment

You and me both, baby (Baby)

But I just can't get enough

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Wale]

(Ooh) And you know I can't get enough

(Ooh) I just gotta have it, just gotta have it all

(Ooh) And you know I can't get enough

(Ooh, uh, Wale tho') I just gotta have it all (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Wale]

I got dreams and goals, I can't please 'em all

Cannot see me stop, I gotta see results

The Four Seasons, top floor, the breeze is good

Just know the better the crib, the more things to do

I'm never in it, the grind never endin'

My eyes on the prize and the sky is the limit (Limit)

I said, I'd be top five beyond they opinions

I really am top five, no politics and gimmicks

I talk it how I live it, I'm walkin' how I feelin'

Whether it's stars on the ceilin' or it's scars on the Civic (Civic)

I'm authentic, yeah, with court seats, I'm on SportsCenter (Center, uh)

Rent a room just to go to dinner (Dinner, ooh)

Make her proom with the kitty stable

That's a Hellcat with a whole lotta horse in it (In it), yeah

And that's forever a fact, I'm never gon' quit

So check the way I checker the flag

What's up? Wale

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]

(Ooh) And you know I can't get enough

(Ooh) I just gotta have it, just gotta have it all

(Ooh) And you know I can't get enough

(Ooh) I just gotta have it all