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Performed By: Melody
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Benjamin Owens




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In that SRT big swervin' I ain't doin' rentals
That bitch got my dick inside her mouth I'm talkin dental
That boy tryna run it up on me he must be mental
He prolly thinkin bout his boys I dropped he sentimental
Took that lil boys bitch now he feelin sentimental
It's like how you let me take your bitch and drop her in the same week
Cuz you know you be stealin' my swag tryna be just like me
Got rich off of sellin shrooms now I'm searchin type beats
Cuz how you broke and got no hustle?
That shit sound depressing
Catch that dude and send him to heaven call that shit a blessing
4 lines all up in my cup you know that's my medicine
Presidential wock up in my shit I feel like Thomas Jefferson
Talkin bout the founding fathers you know I got plenty
I spend a pack and make it back you cant even spend a penny
Stack a hunnid on my dresser call that shit a centi
Turn my semi to an auto now that shit shootin like 20
Makin so much cash you could call Ben Frank my mascot
The way I spend my money you would think I hit the jackpot
Shoot ya boy and leave him limping you could say he one shot
Call my boy to finish we gon leave him on the blacktop
In that SRT big swervin' I ain't doin' rentals
That bitch got my dick inside her mouth I'm talkin dental
That boy tryna run it up on me he must be mental
He prolly thinkin bout his boys I dropped he sentimental
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In that SRT big swervin' I ain't doin' rentals
That bitch got my dick inside her mouth I'm talkin dental
That boy tryna run it up on me he must be mental
He prolly thinkin bout his boys I dropped he sentimental
Took that lil boys bitch now he feelin sentimental
It's like how you let me take your bitch and drop her in the same week
Cuz you know you be stealin' my swag tryna be just like me
Got rich off of sellin shrooms now I'm searchin type beats
Cuz how you broke and got no hustle?
That shit sound depressing
Catch that dude and send him to heaven call that shit a blessing
4 lines all up in my cup you know that's my medicine
Presidential wock up in my shit I feel like Thomas Jefferson
Talkin bout the founding fathers you know I got plenty
I spend a pack and make it back you cant even spend a penny
Stack a hunnid on my dresser call that shit a centi
Turn my semi to an auto now that shit shootin like 20
Makin so much cash you could call Ben Frank my mascot
The way I spend my money you would think I hit the jackpot
Shoot ya boy and leave him limping you could say he one shot
Call my boy to finish we gon leave him on the blacktop
In that SRT big swervin' I ain't doin' rentals
That bitch got my dick inside her mouth I'm talkin dental
That boy tryna run it up on me he must be mental
He prolly thinkin bout his boys I dropped he sentimental
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Writer: Benjamin Owens
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