Текст песни Need It - Skoobii

You know how im comin nigga
I aint talkin taco i got shells
And my bro throw the weight ona scale
Gotta watch all my surroundins they tryin put skoobiii to jail
Where im from i just tell they ass hell
Hop out the coupe high as shit like the baby send packs through the mail
Fuck it i take the charge and go to jail
Fifty round drum in my shit thats about fifty shots at yo eye
For them days that a nigga was hungry
I take all yo shit for my piece of the pie
Ona block ima menace the ops couldnt catch me i been ina cut like a spy
Doin the dash ona highway its my way he run up on me he gon die

And i go where i want to i aint scared nigga
I aint never really cared nigga
Nice lil bitches fat but i like em in pairs nigga
They gonna all stop and stare nigga
Diamonds on me im different baby look what i wear
She gonna open her mouth ima spray her
Ima kill em all say a prayer
I aint tlkn bout curtiss but i brought the fifty in here
I aint freestylin shit told my bro bring the paper in here
Stomp on his block like the theta in here
I been fuckin them bitch calculate the date in here
She eat me up alligator in here
And my shit automatic aint got time for switchin a gear
Paint the picture perfect so its clear
I intemidate niggas im fillin they heart up with fear
They aint drinkin lean they sippin beer
I aint listen to you its too many demons in my ear
I still tackle da work like a spear
They will kill you for free them bodies real cheap over here
Better pick up yo feet over here
And i kept it a hundred so tell me why the fuck you change
Get a rollie and flood it we switchin lanes
Give a fuck bout a budget we spend a hundred ona chain
Take the shot get a bucket you know im shootin long range
And that nigga aint gang he a stain

I aint micheal jacksonn make em beat it
I aint droppin no dime ima leave it
My forty hungry gotta feed it
Be ona block im trap cause the money i need it
Fuck a quote i dont believe it
And my vision better the dont see it
I left my soul to retrieve it
You got that bag i need it
Hop ina whip and im speedin

And his bitch ate me up she was geekin
If he move he get pluck for the reachin
I aint fuckin with bitches they leachin
Hop ina whip and we slidin and shootin and speedin
Shawty talkin to me why you speakin
We aint shootin at you for no reason
He was purpin on me now the pastor preachin Skoobiii gang
The aint kill you for nuffin nigga
All that bluffin and stuntin nigga
Only clickin a button nigga
Now my killers huntin nigga
At the show got it jumpin nigga
He was lyin he frontin nigga
Blow that bag like its nuffin nigga
You said we aint got nuffin nigga
We got sticks like we drummin nigga
The choppa have em runnin nigga
You know how im comin nigga

I aint micheal jacksonn make em beat it
I aint droppin no dime ima leave it
My forty hungry gotta feed it
Be ona block im trap cause the money i need it
Fuck a quote i dont believe it
And my vision better the dont see it
I left my soul to retrieve it
You got that bag i need it
Hop ina whip and im speedin