Intro:
These needy motherfuckers — sit the fuck down (huh)
Hit my line when you need a little something — lookin' like a clown (skrrt)
Short, sharp, cold — keep the circle tight (ayy, huh)
If you ain't showin' up, you lost your right (skrrt)
Verse 1 (16 bars):
Need a ride? I gave you rides, E. 45th nights (huh)
Need a bag? I fronted Gs, paid the lights (ayy)
Need a friend? I held your back through fights (skrrt)
Need a meal? I ate for two on cold nights (huh)
Need a loan? Twenty now, two hundred later — never on time (nah)
Need some dome? You hit my DMs when you want the vibe (nope)
Don’t got a home? Crash at my couch two weeks straight (huh)
“In the trench” till payday — then you evaporate (skrrt)
Phone on silent when I call — ghost with receipts (ayy)
Act like you loyal on the block, switch when it’s heat (huh)
You post up when it’s flex, fold when it’s debt (skrrt)
Come correct or I collect — overdue check (ayy)
I’m not your free Wi-Fi, not your late-night plug (huh)
I’m the type to cut the static, tighten up the rug (skrrt)
I collect loyalty, not just cash — that’s a rule (ayy)
You played my trust for free — now you pay the toll (huh)
Pre-Chorus (4 bars):
They say “I just need a—” (no bitch) — empty talk, hollow nights (skrrt)
“I need a—” (nah) — all show, no fight (huh)
“I wanna—” (fuck you bitch) — leeches on the line (ayy)
I send it back — return to sender every time (skrrt)
Chorus / Hook (8 bars — repeatable chant):
These needy motherfuckers — sit the fuck down (huh)
Hit me for favors, then vanish out the town (skrrt)
Come correct or I collect — I’m takin’ what I’m owed (ayy)
Return to sender — need-some-shit? Get exposed (huh)
These needy motherfuckers — sit the fuck down (skrrt)
I ain’t your ATM, I ain’t your fallback clown (ayy)
Keep your requests, keep your lines — I send ’em home (huh)
You think you won the game? Nah — you play alone (skrrt)
Verse 2 (16 bars):
You hit my line at midnight sayin’ rent past due (huh)
I front the cheque one time — next week you’re through (ayy)
You got big talk on the corner, small moves in the room (skrrt)
You ghost at trials, show at wins — that’s how you consume (huh)
Uber on read, receipts in my file — I tally, I clock (ayy)
You front like you the plug, but you petty with the drop (skrrt)
I paid for rides, paid for shows, watched you fold at the court (huh)
Now I’m takin’ names, takin’ locks off every door (ayy)
You wanted favors, I wanted real — that was the test (skrrt)
You failed the simple ones, now watch me cash the rest (huh)
I keep the squad tight, loyalty the currency I spend (ayy)
You traded mine for clout — congratulations, end (skrrt)
I don’t beg, I collect — I come, I claim what’s mine (huh)
Money, time, respect — all returned on my line (ayy)
You thought I’d beg? I taught the lesson — now you learn (skrrt)
Took the mask off need, left a hollow where you burned (huh)
Bridge / Breakdown (8 bars — ad-libbed, spaced for drill energy):
