Benefits!

I can feel the envy between messages I'm texting you
Got me thinking "Should I shorten messages I'm sending you"
I shoulda listened to my friends from the start
No more defending you
You told me you love me but I know that you pretended to

Nowadays I'm thinking, hoping that you find another dude
Better dude
Better for your attitude
Cuz I'm not the one that's gon' deal with that all the time
Baby be my Bonnie, swear to God I'll be your Clyde
Be my ride or die
You so insecure, all you do is trip off them likes
You know who you fuckin' with, I'm not them other guys
Smokin' dope, I'm blowin' ghosts, swear I seen a poltergiest
Shit, I make my own cash, feel like fuckin' Money Heist
Hop in the ride let's get it in
When you ride with me you look so innocent
I hope this money don't make you love me any different
Rollin' up this blunt it's so magnificent

Hop in the ride let's get it in
Hop in the ride let's get it in
Hop in the ride let's get it in
Hop in the ride let's get it in

She said where you get it from, bitch get in
I can't do shit for you cuz you always be trippin'
Fuck that nigga that you got he ain't on shit cuz I'm different
Even ask your homegirls they said that I'm the shit

Well shit, I'd fuck a lot of your homegirls
But they ain't with the shits
Man, homies ain't homies
They just want benefits
Fuck the police, you know me
I ain't gon' tell 'em shit
I came to her house
I feel like Santa
I gave her a gift
That shit was my dick, yeah

Hop in the ride let's get it in
Hop in the ride let's get it in
Hop in the ride let's get it in
Hop in the ride let's get it in
Hop in the ride let's get it in
Hop in the hop in the ride let's get it in
Hop in the hop in the hop in the ride let's get it in
Hop in the ride let's get it in



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Writer(s): Edgar Charles Vi
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