- $NOT BENZO 歌詞
- $NOT
- Yeah
Yeah
Hello, that is my bitch Shaniqua (Hello)
I might dip like Im John Cena
I got BBs on BBs on BBs (Whats up?)
I got shit you cant see on TV (Yeah)
I might pull up and rock out the show (Uh-huh)
Its a Glock, lil nigga, get low (Thats right)
I got niggas and bitches on go (Bitch)
Man, **** your set
**** your clique (Yeah)
**** your bitch (****)
Niggas always talking bout me, but wont show no face
I been creeping with this .38 (Whats up?), rubbin off the paint (Go)
Im a soldier, I got rank (Yeah)
Smoking dolja, this shit dank
I might push up in a tank
Dont you play with me, that chopper come with helicopters
Pour me the Actavis, that shit came from the doctor
I got Bottegas and this Helmut Lang, cant complain (Hello)
And my bro got this new Raf and shit and he keep a flame
I got black bitches off the cocaine, white bitches off Kurt Cobain
Off the Novocain, Im sparking shit, Im so insane
I got North Face on my jacket, when I walk, you know I pack it
All this money, Ima bag it, we got different tax brackets
Hello, that is my bitch Shaniqua (Hello)
I might dip like Im John Cena
I got BBs on BBs on BBs (Whats up?)
I got shit you cant see on TV (Yeah)
I might pull up and rock out the show (Uh-huh)
Its a Glock, lil nigga, get low (Thats right)
I got niggas and bitches on go (Bitch)
Man, **** your set
* *** your clique (Yeah)
**** your bitch (****)
Niggas always talking bout me, but wont show no face
I been creeping with this .38 (Whats up?), rubbin off the paint (Go)
Im a soldier, I got rank (Yeah)
Smoking dolja, this shit dank
I might push up in a tank
Who that lil nigga coming out the window?
AMG 63, all white Benzo
She dont want me, but I might **** her friend though
I got clips, I got sticks and extendos (Go)
What you mean? This a telescope
Open up the door
Bro like, 'Chill, let me ****ing go'
Coming out the coupe, we them troops
All we do is point and they shoot at you
This a Glock and its ****ing stock, aim it at your top (Go)
Hello, that is my bitch Shaniqua (Hello)
I might dip like Im John Cena
I got BBs on BBs on BBs (Whats up?)
I got shit you cant see on TV (Yeah)
I might pull up and rock out the show (Uh-huh)
Its a Glock, lil nigga, get low (Thats right)
I got niggas and bitches on go (Bitch)
Man, **** your set
**** your clique (Yeah)
** ** your bitch (****)
Niggas always talking bout me, but wont show no face
I been creeping with this .38 (Whats up?), rubbin off the paint (Go)
Im a soldier, I got rank (Yeah)
Smoking dolja, this shit dank
I might push up in a tank
Man, **** your set, bitch
Thats how you ** **ing do it, you cant ****—
All you niggas ****ing garbage
Trash
**** you, bitch
Ahh!
What the * ***? This niggas crazy
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