What You Need Lyrics – G Herbo
What you need? What you need? Swerv
What you need baby? What you need? Aye
We got access to yachts, jettin’ out the States on jets
We went from jets to drops
We just laughing to the bank acting like I’m next to pop
Like I ain’t been poppin’
Getting surprised when I drop that bag off like I ain’t been dropping it
All white VVS flexing Benz keys like I ain’t been hop in it
Postin on IG poppin tags in LV like I ain’t been coppin it
Wanna ride with a G baby just hop on me we can fuck all night and go on shopping sprees
This shit ain’t easy so put me at ease
Somewhere far away low key with a breeze
I’m like what up? What you need?
What you need? What you need? What you need baby? What you need baby? What you need? What you need?
Swerv
She just want a trip to Neiman’s
50k that’s what she dreamed of
I’ma blow that with my demons
Pull up track hawks and demons
I’m just tryna fight my demons
She asked me why I act like I don’t love her
I ain’t have no reason
She want my bag, watch me run through a million cash ain’t never seen it
Cry for my help but I know she don’t mean it
Hit up my brother, I know that he need it
Gotta admit she a freak like Nicki
Hit me and my brother I know she be fiending
Thought the little bitch was a P like me
Said she wanna be with me and I thought she was dreaming
I’m like what up? What you need?
I ain’t pay you to stay lil bae, I’ma pay you to leave
Kept my faith, I beat the odds, you gotta believe
Bad little bitch treat me like God get right on her knees
Aye, aye, I’m in the wide body black Maybach with tints
Finna scrape the curb
Too much ice on me keep the pipe on me
You know I ain’t nervous
I’m repping the raq
No limit soldier, I know that you heard it
Pull up in SRT’s and coupe GT’s and 20 Suburbans
I was in VIPs and thumbing through G’s when niggas was virgins
I’m still fresh as detergent, still Big Swerv still going up getting digits on niggas getting rich on niggas
Buying blicks on niggas
I’m still shitting on niggas
And the house in the hill went up 10 mil for a deal on niggas I swear to God
Thank God I’m here I was out in that field up that steal on niggas I swear to God
You was never like me, you was never hard
Even though I’m BP like Teflon keep it on me, you dig?
Like Stephon
In the A, I be having my way like I’m Trae
Hopping out with the [?] at the Chevron
Ain’t no way I be doing this shit every day and I be with some niggas don’t play
I’m having this cake in amazing way
But ain’t keeping this shit where I lay
I bought me a AK while I’m fighting a case and I’m keeping this bitch where I lay
Aye, be careful what you say
If you hot don’t get exposed, grab the hose and spray
Drench, slide, slide, slide, like some rollerblades
Threw a switch on the AR he tore his shoulder blade
Drench