[ Featuring Jace! ]
BenjiCold, why you icy?
Could've walked this ho but I'm finna slide
I ain't knew them niggas dying
I'll send you to God, I'm high out my mind
I play with the pussy, I'm mixing my drugs
I'm playing with my life
Bitch, pound and a three-five
Got a new AP then I'm gon'
AP all of the guys
Presi' diamonds, them muhf*ckers biting
Them muhf*ckers bite
She got some ass, I'ma beat it like Mike
Catch you with the Glock
We ain't gotta fight
Bitch I'm on them Percs
Creeping through the night
Benji going dumb, he play with them drums
This just begun
Got a couple sons but that shit ain't nun'
I don't give no f*ck the Xan' in my tummy
I'm clutching my cutter
Just waiting to dump
Money and drugs, this bitch ain't in love
She wanna have fun
I'm starting to feel like thе one
Weight on my shoulders feel just likе a ton
I feel the love and I'd be lying
If I said that I wasn't
I'm gonna f*ck on her cousin
I got these hoes coming in by the dozen
If you tryna rob, boy, please don't try it
The shit just might get ugly
I'm going up, and I got 'em like
"F*ck it"
She see the gang and wanna come buss
It, I be like, "Lil baby, come through"
Walked in Balenci, this money I'm
Throwing, I be like, "Man
I can't believe it"
She tryna stay for the night, she tweaking
I just pulled up in the foreign
I'm speeding
I just threw back a lil' Roxi'
I'm geeking
(Benji, what the f*ck is wrong with you?)
I can't hang with her if she ain't f*cking
Cartier watch, it's bussing
I spend a rack everyday, it's nothing
She gave me head and gave head to my brother
She want me cuff her, I
Be like, "Nah, lil' bitch
You know that I can't trust you"
I don't wanna lay on you
I don't wanna hug you
Niggas keep talking, if they keep going
Then I'ma show 'em what that gun do