[Intro]
(You should probably go, it's getting late)

[Chorus]
If I said, "I need you," then I meant it
N***as wanna hurt the image, bitches wanna hurt the image
Entanglements with different women
Need for speed, ridin' Nascar, gotta grab the wheel I might die
I believe I can fly, I believe I get money
This lil' bitch she believe she on my side, she believe she gon' ride
N***as talkin' crazy on the side
Gotta believe it, n***a, you will die
N***as got mad, I'm gonna slidе
Red tape, call up homicide
Cigarеtte, have the rest of mine
Tell her, "Speed it up," I'm washing her mind

[Verse]
Damn, new money came in, I damn
She like, "Is you camming?" I am
Green bucks, Sam I am, Wallahi, I don't eat ham, but I want beef
Said the .62 clear out the streets, get away I do it discretely
Said she wan' make me skeet, uh, I'ma make her eat some
Crip ah n***a deep bleed, I'm finna go D1
Shoot a n***a, CP3, uh
At ya top, you better duck, n***a, Top Kid and she fuck with us
I just talked to lil' Cujo behind a Jail phone and now I'm hurting
She gonna give me dome and that's for certain
N***as be snakes as hell, be serpents
She finna get down like a servant, I be like, "Pack it up, lemme serve you"
And I'm too rich, might curve you
You gotta move it, might desert you
I'm on that cool kid shit, lurkin'
RIP Goon, rich serving aunty
[Chorus]
If I said, "I need you," then I meant it
N***as wanna hurt the image, bitches wanna hurt the image
Entanglements with different women
Need for speed, ridin' Nascar, gotta grab the wheel I might die
I believe I can fly, I believe I get money
This lil' bitch she believe she on my side, she believe she gon' ride
N***as talkin' crazy on the side
Gotta believe it, n***a, you will die
N***as got mad, I'm gonna slide
Red tape, call up homicide
Cigarette, have the rest of mine
Tell her, "Speed it up," I'm washing her mind