score|swayze & BenJamin Banger - L$d (feat. Kush)

Man, I make this shit look easy
It make you wanna pimp a hoe
Niggas think I'm sleazy just cuz they in a simpin' show
Never do 'em greasy
I know she did this shit befo
Pouring up that Paulie Mousson
Watch her sip it slow and now we saucy
Like my shorty with the banks cuz she hella bossy
Isaac Yankem how I take em cuz I'm hella flossy
Just be careful how you taking shit cuz it get costly
If it's smoke, I'm popping off like I'm from Canarsie
But I'm not from NY
Bitch I rep that FP
Got Lombardis in my party while y'all chasing ESPYs
From the trenches to the benches like I'm Lisa Leslie
Niggas kinging but they basic like they Elvis Presley
Yeah we from the same town
But I'm more like James Brown
Bring that rhyme scheme back around
Now we back to square three
Wayze Baby in his duffle, knapsack and Hefty
If you think the game is sweet, I'm president of Nestle
Nigga
It's Kuuush, there ain't no comparison
I bust em, I duck em and these niggas they cherish em
These niggas embarrassing
Please pardon my arrogance
It's cuz I give box relief
To these women I'm Claritin, dawg
It's jet skis & palm beaches, I'm treating
She hate the weather, so we just switch the seasons, it's easy
You get whatever, turned the Visa to genie she need it
You getting gifts now, he gon know you cheating, believe me
I treat it nicely
Ol' boy spicy
Come and pick your bishop
The juice got her feisty
I'm pricy, if I was him I probably wouldn't like me
Knowing I get all in the guts just like a knife, b
So watch her
She cute but head trash, I gotta rob her
Keep some bitches at my crib, but man I'm not a Robert
I'm a hooligan, get box in every room like I was moving in
I get so much brain, dog, it's like I went to school again
Fool with him, now we smoking opps the pack a pseudonym
Niggas getting mad they wifey cheering so they root against
It's crazy, never thought it would be days like this
I swear, real niggas only made like this
I turned my bitch into my ex and now she don't exist
Now I get ate up in the morning like I am breakfast
Player shit, I really do this with no pressure, huh
Baby see the jewels on my chest I'm looking like a treasure, huh
Kuuuush

Written by:
Marquez Hood, Taulib Wright, Warren Branch

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