Benz

I've been moving, city to city
Poppin bottles, sippin Henny
Countin money, I make plenty
Fuck the obbos, I got plenty
On the block, like I'm Jenny
Off the liquor, sippin Remy
She a dime, pretty penny
Moving up, in the Bentley

I've been moving, city to city
Poppin bottles, sippin Henny
Countin money, I make plenty
Fuck the obbos, I got plenty
On the block, like I'm Jenny
Off the liquor, sippin Remy
She a dime, pretty penny
Moving up, in the Bentley

Mans want chit chat
Man, We don't chit chat
Run them racks up, it's a wrap
I'm a star, it's a fact
They see us doing big things
Big body, big rims
Big drip, no sink
Big hits, won't miss
They think I'm soft cause I sing
They don't know I keep a stick
They gone say it's all love,
But, don't know what love is
Praying bullets, that they miss
If I said it, it's a hit
Hear the snares and the kick?
I produced it and I mixed
Drove off in Benz
Go on, baby, tell your friends
I can't lose, I just win
Countin Blue Benjamins
Chains icy, I feel sick
VVS, Cuban links
Call me, if you wanna link
Baby girl, do you want a mink?

I've been moving, city to city
Poppin bottles, sippin Henny
Countin money, I make plenty
Fuck the obbos, I got plenty
On the block, like I'm Jenny
Off the liquor, sippin Remy
She a dime, pretty penny
Moving up, in the Bentley

I've been moving, city to city
Poppin bottles, sippin Henny
Countin money, I make plenty
Fuck the obbos, I got plenty
On the block, like I'm Jenny
Off the liquor, sippin Remy
She a dime, pretty penny
Moving up, in the Bentley



Credits
Writer(s): Sebastian Sandoval
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