CILK - Greedy Lyrics

Hair done
Shit twisted
You ain't get no pape
You still asking where the bitches
Need pockets on swole
24/seven Fitness
Anywhere you put me
Imma eat like a picnic
Bitch I body every beat
Watch they face
They gon' grimace
Need AP on the wrist
Busted face never tik tik
Need a gutter baby ride or die, need a lit bitch
I'm fiending for the dough
Need it fast like it's Bisquik
Yuhh
I think I need to risk this
I think I need a wish list
I think I want my wrist lit
I think I want that whip whip
I think I need a fit fit
I think I want that lit bitch
A nigga feel like Christmas
Like, oh
I wanna own it
Nobody even gonna know
Don't wanna show it
Yuhh
I get my own shit
Yeah
Look, yeah
I'm a fiend for that goat shit
Shawty talking out her neck
But she throat shit
Need that Benz
Cause I'm tired of the Ford
Watch me focus
Need it in the bed
I'ma spread like I'm Moses
Fiending for that pape
I'ma cash it
Prezzy on gymnastics
I need that shit elastic
I'm tryna hit locations
I think I need a Atlas
I think I want that spaceship
I think I'm finna grab it
I'm fiending
Lord please forgive me if I'm greedy
More hungry than the homeless niggas
And the f*cking needy
Shit
Make it come to life
You want a genie
And baby wanna leave me
She said I'm being needy
Like, oh
I think I need to risk this
I think I need a wish list
I think I want my wrist lit
I think I want my whip whip
I think I need a fit fit
I think I want that lit bitch
A nigga feel like Christmas
Like, oh
I wanna own it
Nobody even gotta know
Don't wanna show it
Yuh
I get my own shit