Russ - What They Want Lyrics

Yeah (ooh)
Yeah (oh)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They let us in the rap game
(Mmm, yeah, yeah)
I swear they let me in this motherf*cking rap game

Got a chick, I call her Lola, she feel like the ocean
Like to drink and smoke some doja and I feel like smokin'
Plus she good at charmin' cobras, I feel like I'm chosen
But she ain't the only one, no
Got a chick, I call her Katia, she be actin' bougie
The she came through and topped me off, now she just a groupie
Got the aura of the mafia, her friends wish they knew me
But they ain't the only ones, no, no

What they want, what they want, what they want
Dollar signs, yeah, I know it's what they want
What they want, what they want, what they want
Y'all ain't foolin' me at all, ooh, ooh, ooh

I been at this shit for nine years, now they start to call
I'm a DIY pioneer, they tryna get involved
Yippee ki-yay, aw yeah, 'bout to set it off
I'm probably the only one, yeah
Come correct when you approach me, I can size you up
Takin' all the shots like Kobe, almost 81
Guess I gotta play the goalie and go and save me some
I'm probably the only one, yeah

What they want, what they want, what they want
Dollar signs, yeah, I know it's what they want
What they want, what they want, what they want
Y'all ain't foolin' me at all, ooh, ooh, ooh

Who wants my money? I'll tell you who I don't f*ck with
Who's pullin' strings? I'm just pointing out all the puppets
What I'm demanding is f*cking up all the budgets
I'm smart as f*ck, they be talkin' like I'm the dumbest
But I know what they want from me, dollars, lot of stock in me
It ain't nothin' personal, it's business and I'm a commodity
But honestly, Pop Pop would be turning in his grave
The day I let someone else become the boss of me
When there's a boss in me, I'll be damned

What they want, what they want, what they want
Dollar signs, yeah, I know it's what they want
What they want, what they want, what they want
Y'all ain't foolin' me at all, ooh, ooh, ooh