Da'Zz & Thanx Benzo Present: - Surroundsound

My team so nice we impeccable
Smokin the medical
Dump out a written no article
Killin you niggas
This shit ain't personal
Killin you niggas wit chemicals
Eat on yo bitch like some vegetables
Now she twerkin on my tentacles
Oh Hol up
Doin the dash there's no hold up
Pass me the gas the roll up
Nigga you know there's no hold up
Hold up Hold up
Pushing the button to start up
Skirt off the lot doin donuts
Most of ya homies are set ups
Benzo stay gettin them mo bucks
Stay on my toes I won't let up
Stay on my toes I won't let up
That's why we smokin the pressure
That's why we smokin the extra

Most of these niggas don't know how to act
All they do is stay home and just cap
While I'm in the trap countin up racks
You smell what I smoke when you open the pack
Surround Sound
Weed so loud you can call me the Loud House
Fuckin her good would've sworn I was Christ now
Dick and the money is the reason why she cry out

If my hand on her ass then I smash
Ass movin when she walk just like a dancer
Cop tried to ask me a question no answer
Me and my niggas do damage
Life is a movie no actin
Shit just move in motion pictures no camera
You'll never get it if you don't take chances
The way I run this shit call me Steve Madden
Pull up on the spot its a scene
Aint talkin dollar then what do you mean
You about followers I'm bout my green
You is not green if you not wit the team
Nah we don't play
Hop on a track go full on rage
My niggas real nah we don't fake
If I see it and I want it I'm gone take

Most of these niggas don't know how to act
All they do is stay home and just cap
While I'm in the trap countin up racks
You smell what I smoke when you open the pack
Surround Sound
Weed so loud you can call me the Loud House
Fuckin her good would've sworn I was Christ now
Dick and the money is the reason why she cry out

Fuck on that bitch then move on to her sister
My heart might actually be colder than winter
No Futurerama you know I'm a bender
Benzo a sinner
Fuckin wit me
Kidnap my opps like they are my slaves
Pull up wit Glocks oou
Nigga you know who got injured oou
I am a zoe but no voodoo ou
Pussy nigga talkin doo doo ou
Missin person on the news
Nigga you know Benzo got no clue ou
He was chillin at the stu ou
Probably fuckin on yo boo

Written by:
Bensley Dorneval, Stephan Beckham, Stephan Buckham

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