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[intro: jay whiss]
we hopped out of foreigns wearing balmains
fell in the cut, called her too
m-m-m-murda

[hook: jimmy prime]
you need a rich b-tch
you need a benzo
you need a low-key crib
only the friends know
you need a front page booty on your bimbo
you need to hit a l1ck
you need to stay low
you need it, ay
you got it, yeah
you need it, ay
you got it, yeah
murda gon’ catch him a body
and then we gon’ skrt in a rari
and that’s why she came to the party
she know we got all the narcotics

[verse 1: jay whiss]
you need to act right
you need an angel
i got on cucinelli’s, i don’t need to chase hoes
she don’t speak no inglés but she know how the game go
she just touched from mexico, of course she bought me pesos
tell the b-tches that my price is going up
i see your favorite rapper waiting on a buss that didn’t come
see a b-tch that try to diss me with a michael kors clutch
all you n-ggas trying to stunt on me just started getting paper
she could put you in a bentley but you probably try to save her
jay was sitting court side a couple rows in front the mayor
showed up looking like a player
i could probably trip a laker
or a pacer, or your b-tch
you’re lucky i don’t wanna take her
oh!

[hook: jimmy prime]
you need a rich b-tch
you need a benzo
you need a low-key crib
only the friends know
you need a front page booty on your bimbo
you need to hit a l1ck
you need to stay low
you need it, ay
you got it, yeah
you need it, ay
you got it, yeah
murder gon’ catch him a body
and then we gon’ skrt in a rari
and that’s why she came to the party
she know we got all the narcotics

[verse 2: donnie]
we got it
she need it
but i will not tell you my secret
trust me baby, i’ma keep it
i’ll throw your n-gga in the deep end
i hit a l1ck then i sleep in
you know scotty, he gon’ beam him
pop a xan, in my zone
forget about ’em by the weekend
i know everything she needing
but i don’t think she’ll be receiving
getting money and i’m cheesing
i’m the one she believes in
give them jobs, no steven
i pay the shooter, we’re even
and he don’t need a reason
the money’ll please him
my lawyer, she frees him
my dope in the ceiling
i block a call, i’m playing defense
it’s donnie, it’s donnie
it’s donnie, it’s donnie
it’s donnie
repeat it

[hook: jimmy prime]
you need a rich b-tch
you need a benzo
you need a low-key crib
only the friends know
you need a front page booty on your bimbo
you need to hit a l1ck
you need to stay low
you need it, ay
you got it, yeah
you need it, ay
you got it, yeah
murder gon’ catch him a body
and then we gon’ skrt in a rari
and that’s why she came to the party
she know we got all the narcotics

[verse 3: jimmy prime]
see b-tches in the denali
fam, i go hard on the action
shorty been picking my brain
maybe she got the look of my chain
you need some tom ford
you don’t need a stank hoe, you need a red bone
ain’t talking ’bout stank dogs
you need a fast car, you gotta drive slow
you need a green lawn, watch for the snakes though
you shouldn’t get high, when your money low
f-ck all that get by, go check your cash flow
i’m tryna chase funds, she tryna leech on
this ain’t no pop sh-t, this is a street song
my b-tches share me, they don’t get cheated on
cause i don’t get sleeped on

[outro]
yo n-ggas already know what it is man
it’s real sh-t
all my n-ggas getting big money
hoppin outta foreigns, wearing balmains like its nothing
scottie’s only a call away so quit tripping n-gga
we are the six

- prime boys lyrics

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