NEJA! (repeat)

Hook: (Fly Kilo X Mykhail)

Oh Neja I need ya

Fuck you like I need ya

Tuck you like I need ya

Dope smoke like I need ya

(NEJA, NEJA)

Blowin’ like I need ya

Sippin’ like I need ya

Smokin like I need ya

Guess leprechaun back in the mutha fuckin’ coast

All about the gold no AU

In the kitchen whippin, niggas yellin’, “Aye you, 12 knockin’ at the door!”

Everybody runnin’ but I see it comin’

Wrist game sloppy, a tsunami how I mix it no poe

I can’t trip off no hoe

Gotta stick to this work

Knowin’ I don’t need this shit and I’m just in it for the perks

And leave me ‘lone but ooo

Hook: (Fly Kilo X Mykhail)

Oh Neja I need ya

Fuck you like I need ya

Tuck you like I need ya

Dope smoke like I need ya

(NEJA, NEJA)

Blowin’ like I need ya

Sippin’ like I need ya

Smokin like I need ya

Mykhail:

He been waiting for me

He been tryna keep his cool but lately he been pourin’

Pourin’ out his feelings

Pourin’ Up his cup

Call it drunk love

Then he hit my line sayin’, “What’s Up?”

I ain’t tryna make this a thing

Baby I don’t want the label “We”

I ain’t tryna make it “You and Me”

But you just want leave

I keep tellin’ you stop but you constantly yellin’-

Hook: (Fly Kilo X Mykhail)

[Oh Neja I need ya

Fuck you like I need ya

Tuck you like I need ya

Dope smoke like I need ya

(NEJA, NEJA)

Blowin’ like I need ya

Sippin’ like I need ya

Smokin like I need ya,]2x

Switch: (Kilo)

Sittin’ back with a sick chick

She slim thick

Sip slow

Slowly we cruisin’ ‘round in a stick shift

Stick this- up in the promise land of ya mistress

Miss me with the emotion we gettin’ right down to business

Pic this- in her psyche

Her visual visualizing me bad

Say “I’m cute and the icing upon the cake that I rap”

I been pacin’ in place to see where it take me

It took me to where I’m standin’ as of late

Goodness gracious I’m glad

Some people headed to the bottom of a pit-less hell

For hits upon a hit list

Worshippin’ Double 6-6

Sickened by how y’all slippin’

Slackin’ is how y’all livin’

I’ll kill a rapper for practice

Been poppin’ since the beginnin’

And proper be my persona

Young elegant, eloquent

Illegitimate child

He probably a future felon, (they say)

Bad kid in school is what they labeled me

‘Cause I was doin’ right

But they told me that I was failin’ they way

Outro:

And this the type of shit that make you fall (repeat)