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Lil Benzy - Bad News Lyrics



Lil Benzy - Bad News Lyrics
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You heard that i was bad news
But you got it confused
I rock two Benzy chains got me feeling like I'm that dude
Flights out to Greece with my pop we on the move
Feel like number thirty four bitch i am the truth
Sold out dates please don't tell me what it do
Super sick your bitch at my show and not with you
Me and my brother winners you won't ever see us lose
Aktive be the label son you better get a clue
Real clean looking swift with a bad bitch on my hip
Iced out Michael on my wrist
You know cuban that's my link
Colombiano be my mink
I want the forgiato rims
I hit the lotto with some win
You know the motto bitch it's YOLO
Ou YOLO
Pull up gotta go though
Ou DOLO
Move like Han Solo (Aye)
She a hoe bro
Took her out to Fogo
Then we hit Yogo and she bust it on the pole
Santa Maria going crazy down on South Street
Fanta with Sangria ou it got me feeling drowsy
Mama mama mia here we go again they doubt me
Anamatapia ou they love to talk about me
They love to talk through the DM
But they hate it when i pull up
Cause they thought they'd never see him
Then i beat him for no reason
Foreign whips for every season
Different bitch for every meeting
Ten toes down i'm always creeping
You heard that i was bad news
But you got it confused
I rock two Benzy chains got me feeling like I'm that dude
Flights out to Greece with my pop we on the move
Feel like number thirty four bitch i am the truth
Sold out dates please don't tell me what it do
Super sick your bitch at my show and not with you
Me and my brother winners you won't ever see us lose
Aktive be the label son you better get a clue
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You heard that i was bad news
But you got it confused
I rock two Benzy chains got me feeling like I'm that dude
Flights out to Greece with my pop we on the move
Feel like number thirty four bitch i am the truth
Sold out dates please don't tell me what it do
Super sick your bitch at my show and not with you
Me and my brother winners you won't ever see us lose
Aktive be the label son you better get a clue
Real clean looking swift with a bad bitch on my hip
Iced out Michael on my wrist
You know cuban that's my link
Colombiano be my mink
I want the forgiato rims
I hit the lotto with some win
You know the motto bitch it's YOLO
Ou YOLO
Pull up gotta go though
Ou DOLO
Move like Han Solo (Aye)
She a hoe bro
Took her out to Fogo
Then we hit Yogo and she bust it on the pole
Santa Maria going crazy down on South Street
Fanta with Sangria ou it got me feeling drowsy
Mama mama mia here we go again they doubt me
Anamatapia ou they love to talk about me
They love to talk through the DM
But they hate it when i pull up
Cause they thought they'd never see him
Then i beat him for no reason
Foreign whips for every season
Different bitch for every meeting
Ten toes down i'm always creeping
You heard that i was bad news
But you got it confused
I rock two Benzy chains got me feeling like I'm that dude
Flights out to Greece with my pop we on the move
Feel like number thirty four bitch i am the truth
Sold out dates please don't tell me what it do
Super sick your bitch at my show and not with you
Me and my brother winners you won't ever see us lose
Aktive be the label son you better get a clue
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Writer: Alexander Karadonis
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Lil Benzy
Language: English
Length: 2:03
Written by: Alexander Karadonis

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