Need It - Mikey the Magician, Fat Nick

Money on money I need it

Foreign on foreign I’m speedin'

Opiates no I don’t bleed 'em

All of these bitches I lead 'em and lead 'em

All of these drugs I just

All of these drugs I just

All of these drugs I just

All of these drugs I just

We fuck up the venue

We might blow the speaker up

Bitch we cannot stand you

I know y’all be creepin' up

I know you be shakin'

Bitch you need some cleanin' up

I cannot defend you

Boy you need to toughen up

Uno dos tres

Keep the nina by my chest

Workin' hard I’m by the desk

Dunder Mifflin with the check

We got paper we in Scranton

No insurance fuck the damage

If I want it I’mma have it

UPS track the package

Now hold up ho the tech be fuckin' pourin' out

Like hold up ho let me check the bank account

Hey wassup wassup I got me some Benjis now

Trap a beat then do a show I’m gucci now

Hoppin' up out of the van

Come get your mans

He mad I’m tourin' now

Xen Mikey the Magician

We whippin' they sippin' prescription and foreigns now

G came a long way

Bitch get out my face

Everything you see we got we earned that the hard way

Leaches got me preachin' bout how they can’t get no hand outs

Tis the season, buffet feastin'

Militia keep plenty rounds

He who beefin gone be he who leakin'

He keep playin' around

We create the console

Don’t set that controller down

They see us succeeding tourin' nation wide

They type they opinion we type ATM dollar amounts

Then we gone deposit that

More cash than your scholarship

I dropped out of college and I’m ballin' on y’all faggot ass