I Got Whatcha Want

[Intro: Casino] Round the [?], that 808 stupid [?] Yeah i got a dumb, dumb hop on this one Extra drug dealer too [Hook: Casino] I got whatcha want, I got whatcha need Who want it, I got it, I'm certain, I'm worth it I got whatcha want, I got whatcha need I keep it, I get it, I made it, I set it I got whatcha want, I got whatcha need I got whatcha want, I got whatcha need [Verse 1: Ashley All Day] I got whatcha want, I got whatcha need All of these baby bottles filled with promethazine Got my closet looking like a fuckin' pharmacy Ashley All Day got that work for the little fiends Rab it up and mel it, bag it up and sell it Triple that stack, wiping tears with these racks I'm to real for these nigga's and i know they know that Get inside one time , now we sprung on face tat If the squad ain't' feel you i ain't' fuckin' with you nigga's It's a goddamn privilege just to be in my presence Cuz i got what you want and i got what you need Hold it down, ride her bitch, they don't make her em' me [Hook] [Verse 2: Casino] Trap so much i swear to god i think it's legal You want a hundred prisons, how you pull up on my people My partner Purk got the lean when I'm on some purp It feel like I'm leaning like i drank two cups of syrup When you want to work, we call it twerk, we use the lingo Serving every pill song helping you to scale When my pat land I use to scare away the wheel Serving out of a public house till they kick the dough When they hit the dough, I already made a million dough I don't give a fuck about the spy I move the spy He ain't' making no money he ain't' hot Got nine stores down my down spot [Hook] [Outro]