Benjinoo - Steph N Klay (feat. KCapone)

Me and Ray sliding in the Benz coupe
Stop flexing that lil bitch, she finna be mine too
On the E-Way, one-fifty on the dash, times two
Let me put these diamonds back, I don't wanna
Blind you
I'm in Philadelphia, might sell some work where Jalen Hurts stay
I can score about a hundred on my worst day
I'm off a bean, might fuck up, this the worst play
How she go from me to him, I swear she got the worst taste
I've been real cool, I've been laid back
My birthday in April, still brought the Maybach
He flexing yo jewels, go get yo chains back
I'm talking to my bitch, son, like where your game at

Me and money so in tune, I feel lucky
My cup looking like a soccer cleat, real muddy How the fuck you wanna beef? niggas ain't got no money
Niggas beefing bout a bitch, I couldn't do it
I've been really getting to it
Getting chip, stacking paper, I ain't into
hanging out
We done all blamped the whip, F-O-F, wreck it Ralph
I'm just barely getting started, niggas throwing in the towel
Why you stressing bout that bitch when you know she get around
She get horny talking to me I just gotta make a sound
Cuzzo swear he don't box, why you steady throwing rounds
I know niggas chasing leagues, I know niggas pushing pounds
I don't gotta win a Oscar, but still make my family proud

Rookie of the year, sliding off in a Vette
Sauce Gardner, I just hit this hoe and then off in a jet
In New York, hit it out the park after we just met
Unreleased, Saint Laurent, ain't nobody seen this yet
In all black, selling white like a ref, nigga
It's only one God, but on my life I really bless niggas
Since you got a problem, then say it with your chest, nigga
He tryna flock the gang, best believe it's going left, nigga
F-O-F, yeah, that's us, don't know us, then you late
In Atlanta like a hawk, but like Tony, I'ma skate
I've been running to this pape, see the smile on my face
Four deuce in my cup
Wait, what's that
That's a eight

It's just me and Kei, yeah we really Steph and Klay
I'ma touch a M, you can see it in my face
I just love to ball, and I'm young shout out Trey
Posting money on the gram all that shit be clickbait
Real niggas move in silence I don't gotta post shit
I can score overseas with Nikola Jokic
Shit crazy what they doing for a viral moment
Flexing chump change sick, niggas petty loafing

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Benji .

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