[Intro]

No more quips Kyle man, I'm done with you

Aye, Beezus

[Hook]

I've been thinking every night I really want it

Dreaming bout success I think I really want it

Tryna get them digits, girl, I really want it

Put it on my wishlist, bitch, I really want it

[Verse 1: D Pax]

I'm packing and stacking the macs

This kid is wack, my name is Pax

I'm bringing em back, with Bee in the back

To body the track, flip the cards, win Blackjack

You thinking you're winning, I'm sinning and getting the money

I'm sinking, I'm thinking I'm drinking the bubbly

Bitch I'm thinking you ugly

I cannot stomach, the vomit's coming

I am just riding the wave, yeah

In my lane, get out of the way, yeah

Fuck what you say, fuck what you say

Fuck what you say, fuck what you say

Fuck what you say, yeah

I want it that way yeah, aye, I want it that way, yeah

Fuck it, yo, I want it that way

Go roll up the papes, like it's back in the day

They say "give some time", but I'm a minute away

I been watching the tapes, only catching the fakes

24/7 like I'm repping the plates, 7/11 when I'm munching away

Rap is this art you can never convey

Through paper and pad, forever display

The talent of Pax that has been left away

I'm leaving my seed in the garden

I'm take it ahead and then farther, yeah

I'm hardly even trying

I ain't down and you is lying

King speaks and you be quiet

You ain't at my rank, yeah

Captain to you privates

Me and Bee looking stylish, we want it!

[Hook]

I've been thinking every night I really want it

Dreaming bout success I think I really want it

Tryna get them digits, girl, I really want it

Put it on my wishlist, bitch, I really want it

I've been thinking every night I really want it

Dreaming bout success I think I really want it

Tryna get them digits, girl, I really want it

Put it on my wishlist, bitch, I really want it

[Verse 2: Nick Bee]

Lost my mind at a young age

Just want grind, that's a dumb phase

Walk my talk, where the runway?

Work all week, even Sunday

Split two ways, what's the difference?

Saw your cash, that's a pittance

Pick your side like a litmus

You basic, I'm citrus

Acid bashing all these bastards laughing

Now at action all I see is silence

Calm and quiet when I'm out in public

But on pen and pad I'm preaching violence

Why? Cause I'm bout my business (aye)

Bad Boy Bee be the wicked, (aye)

I deploy when I'm sickened

Shut your mouth, better listen

Killin' em, killin' em

With the pen I be drillin' em

Coming back, I be Krillin em

It's a fact I belittle em, aye (goddamn)

Then I hit it full gas, I go big speeds

And I never finish last when I get leads

And I act real brash, yeah that's Nick Bee

And I don't shake hands if you diss me

Yeah I don't shake hands if you diss me

Fuck you bitch!

In my bag I don't miss these

Shots!

Hunnid thousand never stop

Better call the coppers and the SWATs

Helicopters chopping down the block, aye

But I'm still standing on the top

Looking dashing as hell

I see you crashing, you fell

You see I want it, I got it

Now homie, Imma prevail, because

[Hook}

I've been thinking every night I really want it

Dreaming bout success I think I really want it

Tryna get them digits, girl, I really want it

Put it on my wishlist, bitch, I really want it

I've been thinking every night I really want it

Dreaming bout success I think I really want it

Tryna get them digits, girl, I really want it

Put it on my wishlist, bitch, I really want it