[Chorus: Huey V]
Yeah, I'm the one they need, nigga
Roc Boy in the flesh, running four side, Derek Jeter, nigga
I'm the one going up, up, up, up every time they see it, nigga
Yesterday's price ain't today’s price, stock higher than Aliyah, nigga
I'm the one to put a suit tie on that boy last time you seen him, nigga
I'm the one with the mob ties, wanna talk to 'em, come see me, nigga
Yeah, yeah, I'm the one they need, huh
I'm the one to turn a bad bitch into a popstar like BIA
Trap phone going off all day, I don't know when l'ma see ya
Price just like the petrol, going up, up, up
[Verse 1: RJAE]
Yeah, running game in my Porsches (Uh-huh)
I ain't gotta force shit
Out my top, bitch, I feel like the horsemen (Let's go)
Drop the top on the whip, I divorced it (Skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, I got cheese, I been havin' a feast
Y'all niggas is rationing portions (Portions)
Give a fuck 'bout a list who the best
Just give it a rest, I ain't for the Forbes list
Know the vibes, homie (Know the vibes)
Billboards like three, four times, homie (Four times)
I ain't lying, this ain't even my prime, homie (Prime)
Yeah, yeah, all year long, nigga, this my year
Before me, it was dark, just a little bit of spark from the gods, then a nigga arrived
Boom (Boom)
I just been taking my time, can turn this bitch up if I ever decide to (Yeah)
The way my foot work design, nigga
Alexander John, nigga
It's inevitably greatness, they hate (Oh, yeah)
It's jealousy that made 'em this way (Let's go)
So evident, my flow incredible (Uh-huh)
So eloquently flexible
I been flexing and feeling no tension (No tension)
It just me, I see no competition
It's just me, I'm the one that they need, yeah
[Chorus: Huey V]
Yeah, I'm the one they need, nigga (Yeah)
Roc Boy in the flesh, running four side (Let's go), Derek Jeter, nigga
I'm the one going up, up, up, up every time they see it, nigga
Yesterday's price ain't today’s price, stock higher than Aliyah, nigga
I'm the one to put a suit tie on that boy last time you seen him, nigga
I'm the one with the mob ties, wanna talk to 'em, come see me, nigga
Yeah, yeah, I'm the one they need, huh
I'm the one to turn a bad bitch into a popstar like BIA
Trap phone going off all day, I don't know when l'ma see ya
Price just like the petrol, going up, up, up
[Verse 2: Huey V]
And I don't rock Nike, but I check an opp' off the list
Get some blood on my RSX's (RSX's)
Say I'm up next, l've been up from the jump (Jump, yeah)
Most of these rap niggas cap
I done really came up off of a sack
Before rap, I was jugging (Jugg) my bitch on the leash
But my dog off the muzzle (The muzzle)
My cutter on beeper, B, he keep on cutting (Cutting)
If I put a dot on top a nigga head like cupid (Phew)
Put an end to his shuffle
223's in my trunk, I don't tussle (Don't tussle)
Since I first bought that chop I don't chase shit
If I had it, can have it again
Shit, I blew my advance in a week, but I'm paid still (Yeah)
Had your bitch, I can have her again, but I don't fuck with bitches that's gon' let a lame hit (Okay)
When that money talking, gotta say shit
Still make it make sense
I'm a bank teller and the bank man
I'm a big dawg going ape shit
Got that bag and still be on the same shit
Pop out AMG and make 'em hate shit
On god, nigga, I got this chain off of drug money
We was Roc Boys before signing
Still selling Ye through the wire (Through the wire)
[Chorus: Huey V]
Yeah, I'm the one they need, nigga
Roc Boy in the flesh, running four side, Derek Jeter, nigga
I'm the one going up, up, up, up every time they see it, nigga
Yesterday's price ain't today’s price, stock higher than Aliyah, nigga
I'm the one to put a suit tie on that boy last time you seen him, nigga
I'm the one with the mob ties, wanna talk to 'em, come see me, nigga
Yeah, yeah, I'm the one they need, huh
I'm the one to turn a bad bitch into a popstar like BIA
Trap phone going off all day, I don't know when l'ma see ya
Price just like the petrol, going up, up, up
