I Need More lyrics

[Intro]

Got it on smash

Girl, you can't flex, you know your ex ain't on my level

Hitmaka

Yeah

[Chorus]

He can fuck you good, but I can fuck you better

Girl, you can't flex, you know your ex ain't on my level

This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule

Had to risk my life to get this ice all all on my bezel

Pockets swole (But I need more, I need more)

Wrist on froze (But I need more, but I need more)

Copped the Rolls (But I need more, I need more)

Yeah (But I need more)

[Verse 1]

Who would have ever thought I would be here

Singin', rappin' and makin' these millions?

When I was just posted up, all on the block

I was trapping right in front of the buildings

Mama said, "Boy, you keep stressing me out

Too caught up in these streets, they gon' kill you"

And she put me right out on the streets

But she said I would die, no, I ain't got no feelings

Drop the top, no, I ain't got no ceilings

I got my Glock when I walk in the building

Got a bad bitch and she how I'm comin'

She know I'm a hundred, she know I'm the realest

I get the check, she help me count it up

All of these hunnids, yeah we add it up

We be just popping them tags, yeah

I don't give a fuck what's your past, yeah

You was fucking all them lames

Fucking all those lames, way before you met me

But you know they ain't better than me

They ain't fucking that check up like me

Don't get that pussy wetter than me

And them niggas ain't flexing like me

I'm the one that invest in your goals

Keep it real, girl, you already know

[Chorus]

He can fuck you good, but I can fuck you better

Girl, you can't flex, you know your ex ain't on my level

This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule

Had to risk my life to get this ice all all on my bezel

Pockets swole (But I need more, I need more)

Wrist on froze (But I need more, but I need more)

Copped the Rolls (But I need more, I need more)

Yeah (But I need more)

[Verse 2]

I know these niggas, they hatin' us

All of these bitches, they hatin' us

Balencie', all different flavors

Gucci in all different flavors

When we be fucking, I beat that shit down

You be screamin' so loud, waking neighbors up

I hit it good, you say, "Daddy so good, I swear I need that right when I'm waking up"

Get you a bust down, young nigga up now

I just might go cop that Lambo (Truck now)

All of these bad lil' bitches wanna (Fuck now)

We caught a opp out of bounds, that's a (Touch down)

Brr, brr, brr, I still pull up with the stick

My lil' bitch, she super thick

Gave me that pussy, now she lit

I put that ice on her wrist

I got her pullin' up in all them foreigns

Fuck lame lil' nigga, he was boring

When he had you, he ain't know what he was doing

Yeah, I'm the one that invest in your goals

I'm the one, put that dick in your soul

Keep it real, girl, you already know

[Chorus]

He can fuck you good, but I can fuck you better

Girl, you can't flex, you know your ex ain't on my level (Your ex ain't on that level)

This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule (Keep hunnids on my schedule)

Had to risk my life to get this ice all all on my bezel (To get this ice all on my bezel)

Pockets swole (But I need more, I need more)

Wrist on froze (But I need more, but I need more)

Copped the Rolls (But I need more, I need more)

Yeah (But I need more)

[Outro]

Know what he was doin'

But I need more

• Artist:PnB Rock
• Album:TrapStar Turnt PopStar (2019)