Mochi - Kid Ink

What you really, really want from me?

Hatin' niggas oughta run from me

Why they always tryna come for me?

Swear they wanna feel the drumma drumma drummin

What these bitches really want from me?

We been here spendin' lunch money

Gon head, drop it down for me

And I’ma drum it, drum it, drum it, drum it

Streets on lock

Keys on drop

I share that piece of pie

But please don’t drop (Run)

Streets so cold

N!

gga might need my coat

Walk in like fee fi foe

I don’t even see my folks

Oh, what you lookin' at me for?

Blowin' on this C4

Bust a swisher like a freak hoe

Just leveled up with my cheat code

Ball hard on my leash

Dog niggas off leashes

Champagne gotta leave

Just tell me jump and I’ll leap it

It’s karaoke, lip synchin'

After that she Listerinin'

They just gave me a check tonight

I can handle any misdemeanor

Knock, knock, fuck your subpoena

Pourin' up, no Cold Medina

Cold niggas, flow fever

Turn a 911 to a 4 seater

I’ll hold it down for my niggas

Give 'em a pound and we twistin'

Snakes in the grass, hear 'em hissin'

They livin' lies and I’m a livin' legend

What you really, really want from me?

Hatin' niggas oughta run from me

Why they always tryna come for me?

Swear they wanna feel the drumma drumma drummin

What these bitches really want from me?

We been here spendin' lunch money

Gon head, drop it down for me

And I’ma drum it, drum it, drum it, drum it

Streets on lock

Keys on drop

I share that piece of pie

But please don’t drop (Run)

Streets so cold

N!

gga might need my coat

Walk in like fee fi foe

I don’t even see my folks

You know a nigga stay blunted, blunted

And the city tatted on my stomach, dummies

Said soon as niggas start actin' funny

Throw two’s up, Bugs Bunny Bunny

Girl, choose up and throw that cunty cunty

I ain’t even seen that shit comin'

Ass out like a plumber, plumber

Drop down and make that shit plummet

Pay me somethin' or just leave me alone

Money gettin' real Nia Long

Ever since shit start goin' right

I got a real hard time bein' wrong

Niggas say they got a major key

Still ain’t even got a key to home

Homies keep on tellin' me to stop

Playin' with 'em, I’ma keep it goin'

I’ll hold it down for my niggas

Give 'em a pound and we twistin'

Snakes in the grass, hear 'em hissin'

They livin' lies and I’m a livin' legend

What you really, really want from me?

Hatin' niggas oughta run from me

Why they always tryna come for me?

Swear they wanna feel the drumma drumma drummin

What these bitches really want from me?

We been here spendin' lunch money

Gon head, drop it down for me

And I’ma drum it, drum it, drum it, drum it

Streets on lock

Keys on drop

I share that piece of pie

But please don’t drop (Run)

Streets so cold

N!

gga might need my coat

Walk in like fee fi foe

I don’t even see my folks

What these niggas really wan’t from me

Aight