Kidd Konnect, Cozy Kiyo - Need Lyrics

This bitch think she pretty
But she pretty much the same
Need you
I dont need you
Yous a see through
Little money on my mind
Let me think boo
Need you
I dont need you
Yous a see through
Little money on my mind
Let me think boo
Goat radio
I dont need you
Do the needful
Hop in a ride then I'm going away
Ready whenever I'm ready to play
Do it so better
All in one take
Konnect you good?
better for days
K is the letter
I dont need praise
Niggas divine
Cannot be shame
Not in prime
Give me my space
You talking to much
Do it okay
Post times closed fines
Show time loose minds
Think low fuck queens i know
Negros dont even please hoes
Like All cap I'll pass
Do last final laugh
Too black but I see the light
News flash bitch I feel alive
See my minds blown
I have outgrown
Everybody in this time zone
See I'm not prone to a bad bitch
I have not shown new music
Said she want it
She gon have it
She dont do no average
Causing damage on a right code
On a light note
Not your type hoe
Power to these bitches
Power to these niggas
Power to these children
Power the these hoes
Woah woah
Need you
I dont need you
Yous a see through
Little money on my mind
Let me think boo
Need you
I dont need you
Yous a see through
Little money on my mind
Let me think boo
This bitch think she pretty
But she pretty much the same
I said
This bitch think she pretty
But she pretty much the same
I said
This bitch think she pretty
But she pretty much the same
I said
This bitch think she pretty
But she pretty much the same
Goat radio
We go way back, back to back
How you holding up how you do it like that
How you do that thing when you spit that rap
You don’t misfire you don’t even try to cap
Huh, dreaming
Know i stay ready for the demons
Lowkey but a nigga stay scheming
Big body like a caddy or a beamer
Imma put the team in ya huh
Bag talk, all that bag talk
That’s the shit i’m with
Need that bread in full
I do not do bits
You can’t ridicule what you don’t understand
Boy you better understand
Ive been trynna run up my bands
Till they too big for my pockets
Till they can’t fit in my hands
(Goddamn goddamn)
Young kiyo yeah i move with the sauce
Too fast run the track like a boss
Do the dash i don’t really do talk
Drop a verse full of heat then i’m off
You can’t be on the shit that i’m on
Excuse me could you get out the way
Care less what a fuck nigga say

This bitch think she pretty
But she pretty much the same
Need you
I dont need you
Yous a see through
Little money on my mind
Let me think boo
Need you
I dont need you
Yous a see through
Little money on my mind
Let me think boo
Goat radio
I dont need you
Do the needful
Hop in a ride then I'm going away
Ready whenever I'm ready to play
Do it so better
All in one take
Konnect you good?
better for days
K is the letter
I dont need praise
Niggas divine
Cannot be shame
Not in prime
Give me my space
You talking to much
Do it okay
Post times closed fines
Show time loose minds
Think low fuck queens i know
Negros dont even please hoes
Like All cap I'll pass
Do last final laugh
Too black but I see the light
News flash bitch I feel alive
See my minds blown
I have outgrown
Everybody in this time zone
See I'm not prone to a bad bitch
I have not shown new music
Said she want it
She gon have it
She dont do no average
Causing damage on a right code
On a light note
Not your type hoe
Power to these bitches
Power to these niggas
Power to these children
Power the these hoes
Woah woah
Need you
I dont need you
Yous a see through
Little money on my mind
Let me think boo
Need you
I dont need you
Yous a see through
Little money on my mind
Let me think boo
This bitch think she pretty
But she pretty much the same
I said
This bitch think she pretty
But she pretty much the same
I said
This bitch think she pretty
But she pretty much the same
I said
This bitch think she pretty
But she pretty much the same
Goat radio
We go way back, back to back
How you holding up how you do it like that
How you do that thing when you spit that rap
You don’t misfire you don’t even try to cap
Huh, dreaming
Know i stay ready for the demons
Lowkey but a nigga stay scheming
Big body like a caddy or a beamer
Imma put the team in ya huh
Bag talk, all that bag talk
That’s the shit i’m with
Need that bread in full
I do not do bits
You can’t ridicule what you don’t understand
Boy you better understand
Ive been trynna run up my bands
Till they too big for my pockets
Till they can’t fit in my hands
(Goddamn goddamn)
Young kiyo yeah i move with the sauce
Too fast run the track like a boss
Do the dash i don’t really do talk
Drop a verse full of heat then i’m off
You can’t be on the shit that i’m on
Excuse me could you get out the way
Care less what a fuck nigga say