Don't Need You

[Chorus]

I know that you don't need me

I just want you to know that I don't need you either

And I've got so many hoes, that's easy breather

I tell her suck it, she get on her knees and please me

They love my demeanor, they know I be cleaner

They know I be fresher, pulled up in that Tesla

I put that bitch in the figure four like I'm a wrestler

Now that Farrack on the dresser

I think I wanna go get a new Murcielago

I can not ride no compressor

[Verse 1]

Bitch I ride I don't play

How do you want it, cream lil bae ey

Everyday wake up, eat steak

And I be havin' my way

Better stay out of my way

Went to LA and I made me a place

I want a mill in the safe

I can not let up, I can't put on breaks

You know I speed it up just like a race

Leavin' police with no trace

Chill with my brother, my ace

Used to be booked, now we in estates

Everyday my birthday, need me a cake

I gotta go, I can't wait

And bitches so bad but I don't got no time

Gotta go get, I'm goin' for his mind

My bitches stay and my bitches stay

She lick like a horse from behind

Dare you to come in my trap

I want to show you under a nine

[?] you'll be out of your mind

I am not dead, but I'm out of time

[Chorus]

I know that you don't need me

I just want you to know that I don't need you either

And I've got so many hoes, that's easy breather

I tell her suck it, she get on her knees and please me

They love my demeanor, they know I be cleaner

They know I be fresher, pulled up in that Tesla

I put that bitch in the figure four like I'm a wrestler

Now that Farrack on the dresser

I think I wanna go get a new Murcielago

I can not ride no compressor

[Verse 2]

Right now I'm in my prime

I put that shit on the table

Told her to snort a line

Niggas be actin' fake crazy

Really be droppin' them dimes

I'm in New York

I've got a gun on me, I could face a lot of time

Busta ass ain't havin' no ride

That's sad, it [?] me when I ride

Strapped with that beam, don't lose your life

[?] all of my stripes

You better adapt or you gonna lose your life

Feel ya boy yet, 'till you see the other side

Definition of a ryda, eight legs like a spider

Worldwide like I'm Tyga

Benjamin Franklin' my idol

And I go [?] with fifties

We get that cash on our rivals

All of my niggas some goblins

You can Gotham, we like Batman and Robin

[Chorus]

I know that you don't need me

I just want you to know that I don't need you either

And I've got so many hoes, that's easy breather

I tell her suck it, she get on her knees and please me

They love my demeanor, they know I be cleaner

They know I be fresher, pulled up in that Tesla

I put that bitch in the figure four like I'm a wrestler

Now that Farrack on the dresser

I think I wanna go get a new Murcielago

I can not ride no compressor