I Don't Need No Help - Glokknine Remix

Yeah, huh, uh, yeah, yeah

Huh, uh, huh, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, uh

Huh, uh, huh, uh

Slick Rick type of nigga 'cause I'm a bad bitch getter

Poppin' painkiller, uh, higher than a plane, nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah)

You a lame, you ain't gang, so I can't hang with ya (no)

Touch my chain, bang bang, snatch a nigga brain, nigga

Uh, got a pole on my hip, ain't no fightin' (ain't no fightin')

I strike a nigga with this 30 like some lightning (just like some lightning)

I hit her for the night, I don't do no wifin' (don't do no wifin')

I fuck her then delete her, yeah, I'm so triflin' (I'm so triflin')

Real, real, real, real, real savage (I'm a savage)

I don't fuck with that bitch if she average (if she average)

I got a bad stripper bitch named Ashley (Ashley)

She taste like candy, do you understand me? (Candy, yeah)

Brand-new car

Hop out the 'Vette

Ice on my wrist, Audemar, Patek

Brand new chain

Ice on my neck

Got tired of the Drac' and I copped me a TEC

I'm up all night

I don't get rest

I'm catchin' these flights and chasin' a check

Lil' baby, she wet

I don't want sex

Open your mouth and give me your neck

Uh, give me your neck, yeah (give me your neck)

Keep your pants on, just want the neck (the neck, neck, neck)

Want the neck, keep your pants on (give me neck, neck)

For real, bitch, keep your pants on

I'm a Slick Rick type of nigga (nigga)

She wanna fuck with me because my bands bigger (my bands bigger)

Pass me the blunt, I don't do the liquor (no liquor)

And your bitch a groupie, wanna take a picture (and take a picture)

I'm strapped up like a dyke or somethin'

I hope you don't try to take nothin' (what)

My niggas strapped with army guns (yeah)

You think I'm lyin', I'll show you one (rrah, rrah)

We up from the hip, and we burn one (bow, bow, bow, bow)

When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son (that's your head, son)

Uh, uh, a'ight

That's your head, son

When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son

Yeah, yeah