[Intro]
(What do you desire?)
(Bitch, haha)

[Verse 1: Desire]
If a n***a want smoke, we can get it done, ain't no playin', we gon' send that shot
Got sticks in the trunk like the Navy, racks in pocket, it feel like a knot
I'ma hit up my n***a Damani, I'm feelin' too sick, I need me some Wock'
Free my young n***a out that jam, he ain't wanna get shot so he got him a Glock
My n***a E just got on the XD, bitch, we sticked up like the SWAT
In a high-rise smokin' on gas with my lil' bitch, I play with her twat
In a Hellcat down I-10, we speedin', lil' n***a, it's fuck the cops
Wanna kick shit with the big dog but I can't show love 'cause the bitch is a bop

[Verse 2: Summrs]
Now you know you do that bad
We spent a bag, we up in the Jag
I forgot how much money I had
I forgot that I wanted some more so I got in my bag, I do that bad
How the fuck she got in her feelings? That bitch got a dad, she called me dad (Bitch, haha)
Big cutter, this bitch come from Baghdad, this bitch ain't got no ProMag
You work your ass off for that lil' petty-ass bag, n***a, I know you mad
N***a, we know that's your parent's cash, lil' n***a, that ain't your cash
I hopped on a jet and I got on a Jet Ski, n***a, I got jetlag
In a two seat, n***a, with a motherfucking heater, chopper sing like Aretha
The feds is hot, don't call my phone, we can talk about lick on the beeper
This stick too illegal but I got one legal, still poke your ass like a needle
And my bitch ass fat, I hit it every night, you can say that she a keeper
This rod here is small but I got one bigger, you don't want this one to hit you
I ain't lying, lil' n***a, bitch, I'll get with you, these lil' n***as be little
This bitch acting up, told her I hit her sister, she ain't listen so I hit her sister
Free Doo, free Boo, free [?] out the system, man, I really do miss 'em
I'ma real deal sipper, when Brenda had died, it just made me more of a sipper
It's like I stopped giving a motherfuckin' fuck, it's like I started a beef with my liver