Benji Finesse - Betchua

Probably say wassup when I past in the Bentley
Please don't run up cause you know I got it wit me
Couple thou wow
I just tucked it in the Fendi
All blue hundreds when you pay me don't offend me
Hit ten jugs up in lick city
Then I spent the profit on a patek
Started hold bands out
She want attachments
Feel entitled now she ask for gucci fabric
I can stretch the bands like it elastic
Blue ben franks I don't like the plastic
Jordan one bred colorway a classic
Kicking doors off pills forgot to bring my mask in
Had no plans just kick the door and grab shit
And if he actin tuff we get blasting
Started scaring plugs
They know was happen
Randy moss
How I'm running up the rackades
Have a nigga scared to hold the package
Know he ain't see me come in with the mac ten
Have ya bands reduced like it some Fractions
Everyone gon up their pole it a Reaction
Never been the type to do retracting
Or have the bands deplete don't like subtraction
Every time you see me know Im chillin
But everyone wanna Play me like the Villain
Cooking up the birds flying
Need a pigeon
Come correct
Or don't get served
Ain't no forgiving
Still praying everyday but know i'm sinning
Rob a nigga for his pack then i'm grinning
Nigga i don't got no feelings
Rubberband peeling
Bitch i'm stepping in these gucci i ain't trippin
Catch me in la or out in texas
Wherever i'm at jus know i keep a weapon
The foreign that i ride is a mcclaren
I peep em from a distance bitches staring
Prolly shouldn't never fuck that bitch name karen
But I jus had to finish up some errands
I can have you missing if you daring
Off pills and loud pack
No i cant hear shit
Know you see me when you look into the mirror
Boogeyman
Up out the dark how i'm appearing
If it smoke i call up brody Nino
Spin the block
And Knock em Down just like a free throw
Call of duty choppas I jus brought a Kilo
And I know these niggas hating on the dlow
Gotta cut the circle small
Gotta watch out for ya people
four,five,six i jus rolled it ceelo
Clean the bread up
Give me the whole Meatroll
Swear i hate a bumass nigga hate a Freeload
I told lil brody Reload
He a pussy nigga We kno
Hoe em for the drugs
Like i was deebo
I don't even know how far the beat go
But this shit off the top i know its Heat tho
And i jus left johnny got my Teeth gold
Price check Ion even know
Jus know that shit ain't Cheap tho
Cant speak hoe
What he got hit wit bitch that burner
Ain't no free hallpass
You come cross dat boarder
All around I been slanging on them corners
In an out abandoned cribs with windows board up
I eight imma flex it lift the doors up
Hi tech when the guys wanna po up
Pushing work like it came in with the stroller
Diamonds icy give a chill like i'm a polar
Fa been cashed out on a rover
Catching plays trapping off the Motorola
Stupid pussy nigga thought i told ya
Ain't no keeping up you know we gon expose ya
Push the m5 like it was stolen
Big Fn you know thats what i'm toting
Flexing on a nigga like hulk hogan
Gotta keep it benji never folding
Ran it to the endzone over four times
And I stood the frontline
Punching niggas out like its lunch time
Fourth quarter double up thats crunch time
Remember back them tough times

Written by:
Darryl Raiford

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