Video Want It de Aaron Ramirez 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Aaron Ramirez - Want It Lyrics

[Intro - Pop Disaster]
Cash out going shopping with my main bitch
N.Q.A. about to drop we got ya’ll anxious
Hit up all the homies going apeshit
Came in, bought me something I ain’t came with
And she tell her friends
M.I.A, she in my ear like “whats the plan?”
I’m too lit with my tint at 5%
In the whip going crazy, 110 with the gang

[Chorus - Pop Disaster]
She get high and she wanna call me
She can’t hide it she know she want it
So go ahead and take it off, take it off
Loaded and we going off, going off

[Verse 1 - Bástian]
Sad face yeah, ‘till I turn that shit around
I ain’t even like her ‘till I saw that booty when she turn around
She don’t love me, she don’t even care, she know that I get around
And ‘dem mans love to hate on ya’ boy, till ya’ boy came around and gave ‘em a round
Yeah, the darker the berry the sweeter the juice
Bitches don’t cuff me they lovin' me loose
Got 'em ties and I tighten the noose
Roll 'em dice, and I still get to choose
She hop on the dick and she wanna go cruise
Hit it once maybe hitting it deuce
Swear to god I'm never tellin' the truth
When I ride
I need my people on my side, side
'Cause we got this shit on sight, sight
Yo, 'round the corner moving quiet, quiet
Pull up like, [...] that’s a drive by
Bank account, bank account, aye
Adding up amounts, make it stack, a mount
I don’t even count it, need a money counter
Too flexed out, shouldn’t be allowed
To hit the club with with a bitch and bag
Team getting rich and its facts
Look at my wallet it's fat, look at that ass and it's fat
Guess we not playing we back
[Chorus - Pop Disaster]
She get high and she wanna call me
She can’t hide it she know she want it
So go ahead and take it off, take it off
Loaded and we going off going off

[Verse 2 - Pop Disaster]
Came out the function with flex on
Matching the clutch, and her feet in Chanel
I see you faking, plottin', we can tell
Feel bulletproof and the vest is a uh
We ain’t got no discretion
Carry with me like a hundred for sale
Little bitch thick from the bottom, no bell
Poppin' the seal boutta get it like
It’s Bástian 'n Pop again
Fingers on freezing to death
Campo, we on with the flex
And she go dumb with the head
We go dumb with the bread
Spread out the cash on the bed
Grams on my pockets, a 10
You see me running ahead like
Who gon’ top it?
Tell em boys to drop it
I don’t fuck cops
But I can cop shit if I want it (and she mount it)
Bitch I count it (got it)
Water like a fountain (get to choppin’)
Ain’t no trackers (checkers)
Faces in my wallet, product shopping, uh
Pricetag
I be rollin on the loudpack
Big titties and a nice ass
Cities where I spent my nights at
Where the light at? where my keys?
Bitch I bought it not a lease
Nightstand with the trees
Bystander better leave
[Chorus - Pop Disaster]
She get high and she wanna call me
She can’t hide it she know she want it
So go ahead and take it off, take it off
Loaded and we going off going off

[Outro - Pop Disaster]
Cash out going shopping with my main bitch
N.Q.A. about to drop we got ya’ll anxious
Hit up all the homies going apeshit
Came in, bought me something I ain’t came with
And she tell her friends
M.I.A, she in my ear like “whats the plan?”
I’m too lit with my tint at 5%
In the whip going crazy, 110 with the gang