This is a song about "I want you man"

I, i know you can't always get what you want

And my bank account look just like a phone card

You ain't working hard as this

But all i want you to say is

I call em up, they might fall through

Girl you know i want you

I want to know his exact man-to-man quotient

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

But not a single fuck for y'all bitches

And all i want you to say is

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

I want this shit forever, man

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

If i don't slit my wrist, i said "man fuck you if you want to go take that psycho chick"