Want You (Forever)

Yeah Let me just take some time out Feel myself a little bit These chicks look bad yo Yeah I'm in this bitch like- Yeah Bartender Let me get a drink of Amaretto That's as soon as I roll in like an Armadillo Looking for the first guy who say's I'm a dealer I'm tryna cop an eighth On the real though Woah, hold up Light skin and them hips be swerving Her booty fat I ain't who she curving I basically hear her purring over the damn music Both of our words are slurring Yeah Flashing lights, smoke clouds Speakers loud She just spilt drinks on my sneakers now I ain't freaking out I mean I ain't got like no three hundred thou' But she told me that she'd make it up, make out (what) We gettin freaky now (whoa) But I'm leaving now (what) Shawty, follow me around To the exit we walked out Listen baby now, I'm telling you right now its- Fine, maybe I'll stay awhile And we could vibe together if you want to But we can't be together if I don't want you So baby what you gon' do, make me want But nothing that you do gon' make me want you Forever (Oof) Shawty Did you just fly in You say you celibate baby I don't buy it (I am) Saw you walk in with a guy you lying (Oh no) Grinding all up on him like at night He piledriving your spine out of alignment Shit, I knew you fuckin capping You're engaged? Damn sister Congratulations, why she ain't have her man with her (I don't know) Or a ring around her finger on her hand on her Little Italiana chick walks up I feel like hot stuff and shawty do not bluff But would you be down to give me top huh? Don't make it such a big deal, I just want some Tell me no, just find the next hoe who want Hunt Tell my boy check out the shawties in the tube tops I think that one got a boob job I'm pulling all three like I got more than one tooth done And we could vibe together if you want to But we can't be together if I don't want you So baby what you gon' do, make me want But nothing that you do gon' make me want you Forever Yeah Didn't know that ya boy could spit to this (what) Ain't know your boy could spit like this (huh) Didn't know your boy could get so cute So quick, on his way to getting rich Ya bitch hopped on my dick (yeah) I swear to God I don't really even try to do this shit I used to only spit game if I threw up venison (get it?) Now all these dear women (what) Walking towards ya boy in unison In the club where I meet her Whole squad pop out wearing beaters Baby park that ass in front of me and pay the meter She gon lead me on cause I'm a leader Drop that ass the lowest right up on my Peter (Lois) Give her nine inches I ain't Mr. Millimeter She like when I get meaner Something close to misdemeanor Damn haters hate this demeanor I'm off three Margaritas With three Latinas They want me but I told em- And we could vibe together if you want to But we can't be together if I don't want you So baby what you gon' do, make me want But nothing that you do gon' make me want you Forever Haha Yeah M-Hunt '25 Future best rapper alive