I Need Drugz
Lord Infamous T-Rock & II Tone Lyrics
Got it on smash
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
Hitmaka
Yeah
He can fuck you good, but I can fuck you better (yeah, yeah)
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule (bands)
Had to risk my life to get this ice all on my bezel (ice, ice, ice)
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)
Who in the hell would 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 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
He can fuck you good, but I can fuck you better (yeah, yeah)
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule (bands)
Had to risk my life to get this ice all on my bezel (ice, ice, ice)
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)
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
He can fuck you good, but I can fuck you better (fuck you better)
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level (your ex ain't on my 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 on my bezel (to get this ice all on my bezel)
Pockets swole (yeah, 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)
Know what he was doin'
But I need more
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
Hitmaka
Yeah
He can fuck you good, but I can fuck you better (yeah, yeah)
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule (bands)
Had to risk my life to get this ice all on my bezel (ice, ice, ice)
Pockets swole (but I need more, I need more)
Copped the Rolls (but I need more, I need more)
Yeah (but I need more)
Who in the hell would 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 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
He can fuck you good, but I can fuck you better (yeah, yeah)
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level
This shit keep coming, I keep hunnids on my schedule (bands)
Had to risk my life to get this ice all on my bezel (ice, ice, ice)
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)
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
He can fuck you good, but I can fuck you better (fuck you better)
Girl, you keep flexing on your ex, ain't on my level (your ex ain't on my 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 on my bezel (to get this ice all on my bezel)
Pockets swole (yeah, 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)
Know what he was doin'
But I need more
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Christian Ward, Jordan Holt-May, Nickholas Baker, Rakim Hasheem Allen, Samuel Jimenez
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Joh Hatomii
Takes me back. Scarecrow was favorite artist for damn near 7 years. Longer than any other rapper. He has so much quality material, all the way till he died he never stopped putting out great music. 👑
Kevin Lester
I love you Lord infamous
RIP LORD
St Kittz
Atleast someone noticed the drums are different. This is St.Kittz and I made the beat for Lord Infamous. Infamous wanted the concept of the song. When we did the song ' we had never heard Necros version. Any hiphop head should know the song originates from LL Cool J....however I replayed the keys, i did new drums and completely redid the song...if anyone wants to the instrumental you will be able to tell
Lou Vee
Respect
ZAY HERTZ-DEEPREST
The song is filthy! I am not surprised at all that more than one artist "spoofed" the song without having heard the other's version. Great minds think alike
AdoptedParasyte
Respecc
Devin Nixon-davis
St Kittz can I get the instrumental? I'll pay a good price.
Lil42Red
Rest in Heaven Infamous Triple 6 Mafia Legend
DaEvilArt
Necro and Lord Infamous should of gone in the studio and busted some fire tracks
DOODOOHEADPLEIGHBOY42
Fax. We really needed that shit. Necro is a legend.