Manic Phase - IV (feat. Benjii Baby)

Yeah yeah yeah
Hey hey
Bursting out yo mother fucking speakers (Bitch Yeah)
Ahh shit I smell like refer
Mom said I cant smoke at the crib
I belong to the streets so it is what it is
Niggas stay cappin I see thru your fibs
Chillin wit ya bitch might go thru ya fridge
Im the best ever if you making a list
Its the nettwork nigga cant compete with ya kid
Niggas know I got the hook up
Dish here we bout to cook up
Feels like ya boy 8 foot 6
And all you niggas gotta look up
Shit Yo roll up some alfalfa
Im fucking with you girl cause you know That mouth alpha
Everyday a fit a boys a show stopper
And all these trips I should say globetrotter
Money on my mind
Can you tell me where the check is
I’m Working triple time
Man I’ll Sleep when I’m breathless
We good over here I don’t know about you
When your team got all the moves
Ain’t no way we can lose
I know that we got it I might even grantee it
I’m running this shit dog and I’m hardly breathing
Worried bout my bands say I’m singing like Steven
And I’m trying get top from a moths fuckin heathen
Yeah I know I’m the shit no need to be bashful
Worry bout yo momma don’t worry bout my cash flow
Your mans is a bitch sorry I’m an asshole
You ain’t fucking wit the gang in that pussy like a rascal
I be with the gang gang
I do my thang thang
They know im the same thang
We In different divisions so listen
I might just ball like Im Pippin
I heard your ex started simping
I heard these niggas is bitches
Im on the rags to riches
Im going fast watch me whip it
Might do the dash when I feel it
I only hang with the realest
She only hang with the trillest
They be saying Im the illest yeah
They be saying Im the illest yeah
They be saying Im the illest yeah
Another day to and get money
Another day to go and count it up
I heard they hating heard they acting funny
Cause they don’t know how to get they money up
Diamonds gonna hit every time (Splash)
I got money on my mind (Woah)
Diamonds gonna hit every time (Splash)
I got money on my mind (Woah)
Money on my mind
Can you tell me where the check is
I’m Working triple time
Man I’ll Sleep when I’m breathless
We good over here I don’t know about you
When your team got all the moves
Ain’t no way we can lose
I know that we got it I might even grantee it
I’m running this shit dog and I’m hardly breathing
Worried bout my bands say I’m singing like Steven
And I’m trying get top from a moths fuckin heathen
Yeah I know I’m the shit no need to be bashful
Worry bout yo momma don’t worry bout my cash flow
Your mans is a bitch sorry I’m an asshole
You ain’t fucking wit the gang in that pussy like a rascal

Written by:
Benjii Baby, Breslin Logan

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