Help Lyrics

Help Lyrics

(That boy Cassius)
(Ay Zay, run that sh*t back, bro)

Standing in the kitchen, cook a brick like I'm the chef
She just sucked my dick like I'm the last one left
Dior fresh as death, I spent a elbow just to step
Richard Millie, Michael Phelps
She brought some hoes, I need some help
Help (Help, help), help, help (Help me)
I think he need some help
I caught him out here lacking with no strap, he need some help
Help, help, help (Help)
Yeah, now he screaming, "Help"
I'ma f**k 'em all, b**ches call me Longway Hef' (Hefner)

Hef', Hef', Hef', Hef', Hef', huh, huh, huh?
I talk to the judge like a motherf**kin' death
All I do is f**k exotic like I'm motherf**kin' Hef'
I just build a b**ch a body, she couldn't do it by herself
Standing in the kitchen, cook a brick like I'm the chef
I just swiped a card in Jeffrey, Christian D the whole shelf
f**k the profit up and wifey told 'em I'ma break a meth
The stick get hot like it's a Taki, sh*t might pop off by itself
Yeah, she think she my girl 'cause I f**ked her for free
Spent a dub up on my teeth like it ain't nothing to me
Run that sh*t back like a deejay, spin that block just like a CD
Pimping these hoes all on eBay
Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimping
P and the pen for P, we shower, know I step in CC
VVS diamonds 3D, I cook a brick up in the jacuzzi
Fox 5 with the uzi
Get hit with the stick, we gon' make 'em a movie
I need collateral, Tom Cruise
This pack like a battery, I need the bruise, bruise

Standing in the kitchen, cook a brick like I'm the chef
She just sucked my dick like I'm the last one left
Dior fresh as death, I spent a elbow just to step
Richard Millie, Michael Phelps
She brought some hoes, I need some help
Help (Help, help), help, help (Help me)
I think he need some help
I caught him out here lacking with no strap, he need some help
Help, help, help (Help)
Yeah, now he screaming, "Help"
I'ma f**k 'em all, b**ches call me Longway Hef' (Hef-Hef-Hef-Hefner)

I just caught four vibes in a two door Benz and I'm by myself
My play just came from Birmingham with a hundred bags of death
My b**ch call Longway Dillinger, I think like Johnny Depp
Got a fifty round mini Tommy gun, I think she need some help
Put six bucks in the twelve gauge like I walked out of Jeffrey
Them bricks came from Griselda, we step on 'em in Giuseppe
The stick gon' make 'em homeless way lil' homie screaming, "Help me"
Got a fifty round mini Tommy gun, I think she need some help

Wicced
Me and Longway swimming, b**ch, it's like we Michael Phelps
That ice gon' dance on me like I just bust a brick of meth
I don't want to f**k, baby, go below the belt
Don't need your hand, don't need your help, yeah, yeah

Standing in the kitchen, cook a brick like I'm the chef
She just sucked my dick like I'm the last one left
Dior fresh as death, I spent a elbow just to step
Richard Millie, Michael Phelps
She brought some hoes, I need some help
Help (Help, help), help, help (Help me)
I think he need some help
I caught him out here lacking with no strap, he need some help
Help, help, help (Help)
Now he screaming, "Help"
I'ma f**k 'em all, b**ches call me Longway Hef' (Hefner)
(That boy Cassius)