J-Bill & Jaep - All I Need

Haha
Ah shit yo
All I need is a, hold up I'll tell you, hold up
Yo, all I need is a little motivation
I'm eating shrooms now, that's my fuckin' medication
Highly sedated, guess I'm Californiacated
Got an Asian chick adjacent, and she want me in her basement
I'm high, so we ain't seeing eye to eye
I be lookin' at the stars while you be lookin' at my thigh
Your girl said she bi, told her bring a friend around
And we both went to town that's how I get down, I love that
I hit it hard, they be sayin' cut back
I said you, and you, you can suck my nut sack
I'm in the back of the of the Ac' with a pint of the slact
You know I never sleep so it's back to the raps, ah!
I don't ever sleep but whippin' foreigns in my dreams
This a family, we more than just a team
Bitch I been ballin' I been scorin' like a fiend
My shit bumping, you can snort it off a key
And I'm back on the scene, with my hat to the back
And I asthma attack, you get stabbed in the back
These chicks say they all love you, but in fact it's a trap
You just whack and a rat, I'm a mack with the raps
Highly underrated, so the only time they play it
When the beats hard, and the hook soundin' like a Drake hit
Very complicated so don't ever say I'm basic
And the only time I feel like myself is when the bass (base) hit
All I need is a blunt of the purple
Fuck all the squares who tryin' to fuck with my circle
I pull up on the scene, lookin' fresh, lookin' clean
Throw some Washingtons up, you can call me Booker T
Got some bands, what you heard?
You a fan, you a nerd
Bitch, I ran with a herd
You get jammed to the curb
You get stomped, you get popped
I'm a man of my word
When this drop, all the opps
Goin' to plan to observe
I stay and calm and collected, shawty try to curve me?
Then, it's on the next bitch, body lookin' curvy
Like Lebron, I just swept it, like she was the Raptors
I got no time to mingle and fuck with rappers
And I don't know why they be hating
Just cause she want to fuck me don't mean shes for the takin'
Baby, lookin' in my eyes will get ya naked
But you ain't get a dollar from me, or no vacation
It's a work day, know you lookin' thirsty
But she want that first place in the worst way
Smackin' on that ass, Kentucky derby
I just want that cash, sign the check in cursive
Buy that hoe some purses, Louie and some Birkin
Even on a vacay, I be always workin'
Gettin' to it, baby, make sure that it's perfect
Lost in the world, I'm just tryin' to find my purpose
Mind in the clouds, I ain't ever coming down
Turn the music up, 'cause I'm smokin' something loud
All the people in the crowd going wild
Talking shit, but they approach me with a smile
Countin' blue colored bills, throw hundreds on her ass
I'm in the Nissan, but put a hundred on the dash
Everyday, I been hustlin', I'm runnin' for the cash
Got the work too, I could front you like a half
All I need is a blunt of the purple
Fuck all the squares who tryin' to fuck with my circle
I pull up on the scene, lookin' fresh, lookin' clean
Throw some Washingtons up, you can call me Booker T
Got some bands, what you heard?
You a fan, you a nerd
Bitch, I ran with a herd
You get jammed to the curb
You get stomped, you get popped
I'm a man of my word
When this drop, all the opps
Goin' to plan to observe
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh

Written by:
Adam Jaep, Jay Billups

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