Rich Kidz - Wanted lyrics

[Intro: Skooly] Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah [Chorus: Skooly] All these n***as ever wanted from me is the sh** that I kick right now All these n***as ever wanted from me is the b**h that I'm with right now All these n***as ever wanted from me is my life, my spot, and my style All these n***as ever wanted All these n***as ever wanted Pocket full of money like, yeah yeah Two bad b**hes like, yeah yeah yeah 220 on the dash, yeah yeah 40 on my a**, yeah yeah yeah Do she wanna f**? Yeah Yeah Ion give a f** like, yeah yeah yeah Now I'm in the spot like, yeah yeah Got it on my spot like, yeah yeah yeah [Verse 1: Skooly] Lil n***a fresh off the block Lil n***a threatning the block Got yo b**h wet as a mop They say I thug it a lot They love when I thug it a lot See they got me mixed up with Pac All black my sh** like the mob I do this sh** like a job My b**h she fresh out the shop My car is fresh off the lot My kicks is fresh out the box I ain't tripping on sh** She see me kicking and sh** Smoking and leaning and sh** She like my demeanor and sh** Finally followed my dream Trynna make them b**hes realler I do it all for my team, I do it all for my n***as I swear Now you say you got it then show when you got it You popping it more than you show it Spending yo money on all of these hoes You dropping it more than you throw it, you tripping I told you I wanted more Probably dun got a lil more K bought the building, I bought the hoes RK4L on the door Lets go [Chorus: Skooly] All these n***as ever wanted from me is the sh** that I kick right now All these n***as ever wanted from me is the b**h that I'm with right now All these n***as ever wanted from me is my life, my spot, and my style All these n***as ever wanted All these n***as ever wanted Pocket full of money like, yeah yeah Two bad b**hes like, yeah yeah yeah 220 on the dash, yeah yeah 40 on my a**, yeah yeah yeah Do she wanna f**? Yeah Yeah Ion give a f** like, yeah yeah yeah Now I'm in the spot like, yeah yeah Got it on my spot like, yeah yeah yeah [Verse 2: Kaleb] Young n***a getting money, what you tell em? They know I be the sh**, I know you smell em That's money and tuscan leather I stay fly might lose a feather Hustle 24/7, rain sleet snow sunny any weather Quick, Pro, Crow, 11 or 7 my life is a gamble Try to keep a angel with me she gon give em hell Raised with honor yeah her parents taught her well Say she walking in them laces even better with them heels I know my b**h bad, but keep ya eyes over there But she know I got her, even though she got herself Kept it right, even when the kid left I told her no more scratching, that sh** bad for yo health Me and Skooly getting paper while these n***as still hating, damn Me and Skooly getting paper while these n***as still hating, f** em We lead by example, we setting some standards And we so Atlanta These bars we handle, no cake like a candle These hoes dismantle Can't wait to pull up in that Phantom no rental [Chorus: Skooly] All these n***as ever wanted from me is the sh** that I kick right now All these n***as ever wanted from me is the b**h that I'm with right now All these n***as ever wanted from me is my life, my spot, and my style All these n***as ever wanted All these n***as ever wanted Pocket full of money like, yeah yeah Two bad b**hes like, yeah yeah yeah 220 on the dash, yeah yeah 40 on my a**, yeah yeah yeah Do she wanna f**? Yeah Yeah Ion give a f** like, yeah yeah yeah Now I'm in the spot like, yeah yeah Got it on my spot like, yeah yeah yeah