BeatHonchos Productions - Extra Demands (feat. Triple J & SmooveBeenDidDIt)

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Extra demands
Top of the plan
Ain't been off on a xan
I need all my advance
Cruising down like the man
Stacking bands in a bag
I do all that I
I do all that I can
I need my shit on top of the plate
Got it right out of the safe
Got Balenciaga's on the way
Imma get it in plenty of ways
Dawg I been crushed down but okay
I need some bust downs for the play, huh
I'll look you right in the face, huh
Tell me I can't be replaced
Won't nobody would pick up their phone
I dun made it right out of the cold
Now it's me and my brother we zoning
We know the city we're owning
Y'all know that we got the Throne
Follow the culture man we be up on shit
She said I want you to bone shit
She coming over to moan
Baddie would give a nigga booty back ups
That be the time I would pass up
Ain't bout to trip she a mad plus
Ain't got no make up to cap us
Got a collection to add plus you put my needs on top of your man's
I don't dish out no regular hand
And y'all questioning all of my plans
Man, I be done and dusted with the rainy days
Take a sip to get the pain away
I'm a god I guess it's safe to say
I been at it and a nigga remained
I been involved in the danger lane
A nigga get paid to play
I know that we bout to have a way
So y'all could just stay in the race, yeah
Extra demands
Top of the plan
Ain't been off on a xan
I need all my advance
Cruising down like the man
Stacking bands in a bag
I do all that I, huh (yeah)
I do all that I can
Uh, I need it all
I gotta feel like a boss
Went to the dentist I know how to floss
Shop till I drop and pass out in the mall
Me and my jeweller we keep a rapport, yeah
I get it all on my own I hope niggas don't think that I need em
Niggas be hating and feeling a way everyday I hope niggas don't think I believe em
I got demands ain't got no cable
Bitch I got bands ain't got label
I got the swag and I'm dripping and slipping and shit I got sauce more than Prego Alfredo
Niggas be Stuck on the block like a lego
I get the bread and the spread like it mayo
Niggas be tripping off how I be balling on niggas I swear I be hearing falayo, ye yeah
I swear by the way all these cats on my bread I prolly should own a Bodega, ye yeah
To hell with these niggas no helping these niggas I promise not doing no favours
It's dead as a halo ain't making like maino though neither I ain't saying hi to no hater, uh
I let it ring off the hip like pager don't worry bout me better get u some paper, uh
Niggas be on me, uh yeah
Bitches alarm me
I just say fuck all of y'all like a orgy and just keep watching me ball like a floor seat, uh yeah
Niggas could front if they want
Don't got a problem I'm trusting my gut
I'm on a paper case I'm in rush
I'm counting up so have fun catching up
Extra demands
Top of the plan
Ain't been off on a xan
I need all my advance
Cruising down like the man
Stacking bands in a bag
I do all that I, huh
I do all that I can
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Written by:
Jamaal Creswell, John Julius

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