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Big Benzo - A Flashback from 2016 (Bonus Track) Lyrics



Big Benzo - A Flashback from 2016 (Bonus Track) Lyrics




I still trap every day
On the phone make a play
My lil hitta hit a nigga dropped his ass with a K
When the law question me I don't got nothing to say
I don't know shit I ain't see shit nigga I turn into Ray
Niggas tell on they brothers but then they lie to they mothers
Its so much fake around some niggas closer than others
Get a brick n you rich
A fairytale that's a myth
I got a 9 n a 5th
I im blasting that bitch
My nigga what would you do if you had nothing to lose
Would you live like it or live like you has something to prove
Niggas do shit for the views
My hittas hits make the news
Off of the Molly water got me on float like a cruise
I signed myself f*ck a label
Girl we just f*ck f*ck a label
The trap house ain't landlines TVs or cable
All the Feds want is money guns n dope on the table
So if they offer football number watch ya broski betray you
Betta watch who you tell shit
Betta watch who you sell wit
Will the nigga that's ya bro be who you in a cell wit
Will that nigga ride or die be the one you burn in hell wit
I don't know cuz its alotta niggas out here thats selfish
Dread head like a rasta plus I brought a choppa
Got a scope on the bitch I brought the bitch some binoculars
If you get shot then you get shot
It ain't my fault Silkk the Shocker
Aint No limit to my trap I'm balling like Master P
N my soulja wit the Murda in he will kill you for me
He gotta chopper n a mac
N he magic wit dat
It spit fast like mystical that mean you wont be back
My x a gangsta like Mia n she ride like Mercedes
Known for the weed snoop hustling like the 80s
It's bout the currency
For that money I'm feind
Follow that scheme I got trap spots down New Orleans
Chasing that cash money I be fresher than Manny
Baby I move like a birdman that's why you can't stand me
Getting money since a juvinille its sweeter than candy
Tatted n dreaded like weezy n my my mouth look like a Grammy
My nigga home like Turk other locked up like BG
If ya money Slim then really its no reason to meet me
Got ya bitch on dick n she wetter than Fiji
Me n brothers in this shit Mario n Luigi
Its Easy
In the game like EA
I just hit on the E Way
I got Pounds out in jersey now I'm going to VA
I got bitches down there they tryna have a 3way
I f*ck bitches wit my dark shades I feel like Eazy
My nigga kalled my phone talbout he need me
Niggas don't wanna work but b saying feed me
Niggas don't understand how all these niggas is greedy
I know if I lost it all tomorrow they would leave me
Everybody probably I don't even trip on the shit
Cops killing niggas I'm so sick of the shit
Niggas talking bout vote ain't that a bitch
Fuk Trump and Hillary I'm bout to move to the 6
F*ck it I'm chasing these bands
Pistol in my pants
Plus I made a new connection with some people in France
My Hotline blingin like Drake but I ain't doing no Dance
If by chance you need a plug I need my guap in advance
I'm your man
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English

I still trap every day
On the phone make a play
My lil hitta hit a nigga dropped his ass with a K
When the law question me I don't got nothing to say
I don't know shit I ain't see shit nigga I turn into Ray
Niggas tell on they brothers but then they lie to they mothers
Its so much fake around some niggas closer than others
Get a brick n you rich
A fairytale that's a myth
I got a 9 n a 5th
I im blasting that bitch
My nigga what would you do if you had nothing to lose
Would you live like it or live like you has something to prove
Niggas do shit for the views
My hittas hits make the news
Off of the Molly water got me on float like a cruise
I signed myself f*ck a label
Girl we just f*ck f*ck a label
The trap house ain't landlines TVs or cable
All the Feds want is money guns n dope on the table
So if they offer football number watch ya broski betray you
Betta watch who you tell shit
Betta watch who you sell wit
Will the nigga that's ya bro be who you in a cell wit
Will that nigga ride or die be the one you burn in hell wit
I don't know cuz its alotta niggas out here thats selfish
Dread head like a rasta plus I brought a choppa
Got a scope on the bitch I brought the bitch some binoculars
If you get shot then you get shot
It ain't my fault Silkk the Shocker
Aint No limit to my trap I'm balling like Master P
N my soulja wit the Murda in he will kill you for me
He gotta chopper n a mac
N he magic wit dat
It spit fast like mystical that mean you wont be back
My x a gangsta like Mia n she ride like Mercedes
Known for the weed snoop hustling like the 80s
It's bout the currency
For that money I'm feind
Follow that scheme I got trap spots down New Orleans
Chasing that cash money I be fresher than Manny
Baby I move like a birdman that's why you can't stand me
Getting money since a juvinille its sweeter than candy
Tatted n dreaded like weezy n my my mouth look like a Grammy
My nigga home like Turk other locked up like BG
If ya money Slim then really its no reason to meet me
Got ya bitch on dick n she wetter than Fiji
Me n brothers in this shit Mario n Luigi
Its Easy
In the game like EA
I just hit on the E Way
I got Pounds out in jersey now I'm going to VA
I got bitches down there they tryna have a 3way
I f*ck bitches wit my dark shades I feel like Eazy
My nigga kalled my phone talbout he need me
Niggas don't wanna work but b saying feed me
Niggas don't understand how all these niggas is greedy
I know if I lost it all tomorrow they would leave me
Everybody probably I don't even trip on the shit
Cops killing niggas I'm so sick of the shit
Niggas talking bout vote ain't that a bitch
Fuk Trump and Hillary I'm bout to move to the 6
F*ck it I'm chasing these bands
Pistol in my pants
Plus I made a new connection with some people in France
My Hotline blingin like Drake but I ain't doing no Dance
If by chance you need a plug I need my guap in advance
I'm your man
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Writer: Roddy Fairco
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Big Benzo
Language: English
Length: 2:53
Written by: Roddy Fairco

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