Benz

D-D-Derol make me slap

What's poppin' with baby you go bananas
You the type of bitch a nigga take to his nana
The hooker slid off, I sat it down for a hammer
But I ain't trippin' I got broads in Atlanta
Contaminated Fanta and that dope got me noddin' off
Your last nigga was a bum baby, knock it off
Syringe, hot spoon, and a cotton swab
I learned how to push hop before I got a job

Swear, I love the squad like my mama kids
Become accustomed to the killin' when you come from this
Why would you try to tell me that love exist?
When you know it ain't genuine, What kind of love is this?
It feel good, I can finally pay my mother rent
She the only one that can tell you where that first hundred went
Still puttin' off for the niggas I had to struggle with
Same niggas I cop fifty bubbles and hustle wit

All I ever wanted was a Benz
Took a chunk to the lot like give me this (like give me this)
Then I turned around and did the yucky to my wrist
Thumbin' through a quarter M, bitch I been on my shit
All I ever wanted was a Benz
Took a chunk to the lot like give me this (like give me this)
Then I turned around and did the yucky to my wrist
Thumbin' through a quarter M, bitch I been on my shit

My lifestyle many, how could you blame me baby?
Holding conversations with God like, "Could you save me, maybe?"
Grew up on 380s, we been playing with katers lately
Ah, ah, ah
We been playing katers lately
I'm in the field like free safety but free the gang
It's Oak Park on bloods, my niggas bleed the same
Got a text message from mama that say, "You need to change"
Bought the whole thing for my youngin' and told him, "Keep the change"

Facials get rearranged when the yicki bang
But I care for the clicker or something feed the gang
Peep the slang ism is on some other shit
You gotta bounce out with the yicki fuck all that tuckin' shit
And it's okay to love the bitch baby run it in
Santa Rosa, seven days, rubber band, another 10
Hundred band another hundred band fuck you mean nigga
Gangstas at the table with silverware finna eat nigga

All I ever wanted was a Benz
Took a chunk to the lot like give me this (like give me this)
Then I turned around and did the yucky to my wrist
Thumbin' through a quarter M, bitch I been on my shit
All I ever wanted was a Benz
Took a chunk to the lot like give me this (like give me this)
Then I turned around and did the yucky to my wrist
Thumbin' through a quarter M, bitch I been on my shit



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Writer(s): Mozzy
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