[Intro: Kidd Konnect]

Uh huh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

This bitch think she pretty

But she pretty much the same

Woah, woah, woah, woah (yea), woah, ayy

[Chorus: Kidd Konnect]

Need you, I don't need you

You's a see through

Little money on my mind

Let me think boo

Need you, I don't need you

You's a see through

Little money on my mind

Let me think boo

[Interlude: Kidd Konnect & Diddy]

I don't need you

Do the needful

(Goat Radio)

Yeah, ayy, woah

[Verse 1: Kidd Konnect]

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 don't need praise

Niggas divine, cannot be shamе

Not in prime, give me my spacе

You talking to much, do it okay

Post times, closed fines, show time, loose minds, think low

Fuck queens I know, negros don't please hoes

Like all cap, I will pass

Do it last, final laugh

Too black but I see the light

News flash, bitch I'm still 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 don't 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 to these hoes

Woah, woah

[Chorus: Kidd Konnect]

Need you, I don't need you

You's a see through

Little money on my mind

Let me think boo

Need you, I don't need you

You's a see through

Little money on my mind

Let me think boo

[Bridge: Kidd Konnect]

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

[Interlude: Diddy]

(Goat Radio)

[Verse 2: Kiyo]

Yeah

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

I'ma 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 yeah

You can’t ridicule what you don’t understand

Boy you better understand

I've 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