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Now! (feat. Benzo) Video (MV)




Performed By: Reese
Length: 3:12
Written by: Alexander Enriquez, Reese Gartman




Reese - Now! (feat. Benzo) Lyrics




Flex up
I'ma get my money

Baby I'm gon flex up
I just get my money now
I just pulled up to your crib
Baby, I got money now
Run up in this bitch, I f*ck that bitch
Cause I got money now
I got money now
I got money, ooh

Don't, stop
Baby, drop
I can't, stop
Crop, top
Give me, top
Hot, box
Baby, stop
Oh my, god

Ooh, run in this bitch like ooh
Suck on my dick like ooh
F*ck on that bitch like ooh
Baby I love you like
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Run my check up, ooh
Baby make my mood
Baby just don't move
I cannot lose you
What does fighting prove
Let's move to the flo
Baby let's just go
Please don't be a hoe
Please don't be a hoe
Or you're out the do
Or you're out the do

Baby please tell me what's the move
Yeah you know I'm always rockin' True
Yeah my end is coming pretty soon
Soon
Soon
I can buy a whole zip, yeah cause I got money now
I can buy this and that, yeah cause I got money now
Went to the strip club, yeah the strippers know me now
I can buy a hundred fades, yeah cause I got money now
When you're with me, baby, there's nothing to stress about
Baby what you need, we can get it without a doubt
I just wanna blow up and make my family proud
Went with Johnny Dang, yeah you know I got my neck iced out
Benzo in the mix, yeah I'm chillin' with the fans
Benzo and Reese, yeah we counting up them bands
Baby what's the deal, yeah I'm popping pills for real
Pull up to the block nigga, get yo ass killed
Y'all poppin pills, y'all just want the thrills
Niggas from the "H", yeah we always got them bills
Smoking out niggas till they start getting the chills
You ain't making bank if you ain't living in the hills
I just wanna f*ck bitch, I don't wanna chill
F*ck all that shit bitch, no Netflix and chill
I can buy a whole zip, yeah cause
I got money now
I got money now
I got money now

I've been going places
Talking to new faces
Baby girl just face it
This is what you make it
Yeah yeah
Baby who are you
What you tryna do
What you got to prove
Don't you got a dude
You're just in the mood
You always send me nudes
I don't mean to be rude
Yeah yeah

Don't, stop
Baby, drop
I can't, stop
Crop, top
Give me, top
Hot, box
Baby, stop
Oh my, god

Ooh, run my check up, ooh
Baby make my mood
Baby just don't move
I cannot lose you
What does fighting prove
Let's move to the flo
Baby let's just go
Baby let's just go
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Flex up
I'ma get my money

Baby I'm gon flex up
I just get my money now
I just pulled up to your crib
Baby, I got money now
Run up in this bitch, I f*ck that bitch
Cause I got money now
I got money now
I got money, ooh

Don't, stop
Baby, drop
I can't, stop
Crop, top
Give me, top
Hot, box
Baby, stop
Oh my, god

Ooh, run in this bitch like ooh
Suck on my dick like ooh
F*ck on that bitch like ooh
Baby I love you like
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Run my check up, ooh
Baby make my mood
Baby just don't move
I cannot lose you
What does fighting prove
Let's move to the flo
Baby let's just go
Please don't be a hoe
Please don't be a hoe
Or you're out the do
Or you're out the do

Baby please tell me what's the move
Yeah you know I'm always rockin' True
Yeah my end is coming pretty soon
Soon
Soon
I can buy a whole zip, yeah cause I got money now
I can buy this and that, yeah cause I got money now
Went to the strip club, yeah the strippers know me now
I can buy a hundred fades, yeah cause I got money now
When you're with me, baby, there's nothing to stress about
Baby what you need, we can get it without a doubt
I just wanna blow up and make my family proud
Went with Johnny Dang, yeah you know I got my neck iced out
Benzo in the mix, yeah I'm chillin' with the fans
Benzo and Reese, yeah we counting up them bands
Baby what's the deal, yeah I'm popping pills for real
Pull up to the block nigga, get yo ass killed
Y'all poppin pills, y'all just want the thrills
Niggas from the "H", yeah we always got them bills
Smoking out niggas till they start getting the chills
You ain't making bank if you ain't living in the hills
I just wanna f*ck bitch, I don't wanna chill
F*ck all that shit bitch, no Netflix and chill
I can buy a whole zip, yeah cause
I got money now
I got money now
I got money now

I've been going places
Talking to new faces
Baby girl just face it
This is what you make it
Yeah yeah
Baby who are you
What you tryna do
What you got to prove
Don't you got a dude
You're just in the mood
You always send me nudes
I don't mean to be rude
Yeah yeah

Don't, stop
Baby, drop
I can't, stop
Crop, top
Give me, top
Hot, box
Baby, stop
Oh my, god

Ooh, run my check up, ooh
Baby make my mood
Baby just don't move
I cannot lose you
What does fighting prove
Let's move to the flo
Baby let's just go
Baby let's just go
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Writer: Alexander Enriquez, Reese Gartman
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