BENSON - Remix
Got rage just like Benson, I'll get you fired
Put holes in yo windows and tires
Like old ramen, yo ass expired
Tried to hit me, but yo ass misfired
They don't like me like I'm AB (Or Brady)
Got big hair just like the 80's
Yo bitch wanna bite me, like rabies
Send you to hell, you can go chill with Hades
XXX on a kill streak
Your man tried to fight, but he's too weak
Court-side up in Chesapeake
Got bailed for the third time this week (Goddamn)
Suspended my ass, you know they could not handle me
That is just facts, you can call that a guarantee
I am the chosen one
Call me young Anakin
You cannot learn that son
I have already won
This is that shit they don't wanna see
Ain't nobody wanna see me succeed
I guess I'm just way too goddamn unique
Nah, it's okay, you can try to speak
Speak, on me
Stick, on me
And you know damn well that yo bitch, on me
Try to test me, then you're testing an army
Making hella hits like my last name McCartney
Making hella hits like Hendrix (Woah)
Throwing elbows straight into yo appendix
Like '76, I just declared independence
Counted me out, so I'm coming with a vengeance
They ask me, "Do you ever get tired?"
Hell nah, there's always fuel in the fire
Making beats out of straight hellfire
And when I'm done I'll hop on and go haywire
Got rage just like Benson, bitch I'm the manager (Manager)
And all you pussy boys just amateurs (Lames)
Get you wet up like a canister
Cal you team rocket, cause I'll send you out of atmosphere (Bye-bye)
Yeah that's right, you is gon' disappear
Die from a fever like Shakespeare (Shakespeare)
I am the goat, yeah I'm S-tier
Balling like Steph, you the Cavs, get outta here
Packing yo girl in the back with the women
Laughing with her her while I'm passing the business
Practice made perfect while lacking made victims
Tap in for sure, I'll be back in a minute
Fast with the words, I'm not capping, I'm different
You acting so nervous, you practically tripping
I'm grabbing her shirt on the mattress, we get it
I'm bad and absurd with the raps, y'all are kittens
Y'all cats wanna verse? In the back, we can rip it
Ain't bad, it gets worse when the tabs start to kick in
Your ass gettin murked this ain't cap you could get it
I'm back with a curse, I'm so trapped in the sickness
The dab, then the dirt, then I'm back in my feelings
I'm trapping with urges to blast him with clips and
I'm trash and I'm worthless, I'm acting so different
The sadness been lurking, it's back with a vengeance
I'm mad and unnerved, tell my dad get to dipping
My past is a blur, cause of that dick's addiction
I'm sad and I'm hurt, smoking gas just to fix it
The crash, then the burn, and then that's how it ended
Got rage just like Benson, I'll get you fired
Put holes in yo windows and tires
Like old ramen, yo ass expired
Tried to hit me, but yo ass misfired
They don't like me like I'm AB
Got big hair just like the 80's
Yo bitch wanna bite me, like rabies
Send you to hell, you can go chill with Hades (Hades)
Put holes in yo windows and tires
Like old ramen, yo ass expired
Tried to hit me, but yo ass misfired
They don't like me like I'm AB (Or Brady)
Got big hair just like the 80's
Yo bitch wanna bite me, like rabies
Send you to hell, you can go chill with Hades
XXX on a kill streak
Your man tried to fight, but he's too weak
Court-side up in Chesapeake
Got bailed for the third time this week (Goddamn)
Suspended my ass, you know they could not handle me
That is just facts, you can call that a guarantee
I am the chosen one
Call me young Anakin
You cannot learn that son
I have already won
This is that shit they don't wanna see
Ain't nobody wanna see me succeed
I guess I'm just way too goddamn unique
Nah, it's okay, you can try to speak
Speak, on me
Stick, on me
And you know damn well that yo bitch, on me
Try to test me, then you're testing an army
Making hella hits like my last name McCartney
Making hella hits like Hendrix (Woah)
Throwing elbows straight into yo appendix
Like '76, I just declared independence
Counted me out, so I'm coming with a vengeance
They ask me, "Do you ever get tired?"
Hell nah, there's always fuel in the fire
Making beats out of straight hellfire
And when I'm done I'll hop on and go haywire
Got rage just like Benson, bitch I'm the manager (Manager)
And all you pussy boys just amateurs (Lames)
Get you wet up like a canister
Cal you team rocket, cause I'll send you out of atmosphere (Bye-bye)
Yeah that's right, you is gon' disappear
Die from a fever like Shakespeare (Shakespeare)
I am the goat, yeah I'm S-tier
Balling like Steph, you the Cavs, get outta here
Packing yo girl in the back with the women
Laughing with her her while I'm passing the business
Practice made perfect while lacking made victims
Tap in for sure, I'll be back in a minute
Fast with the words, I'm not capping, I'm different
You acting so nervous, you practically tripping
I'm grabbing her shirt on the mattress, we get it
I'm bad and absurd with the raps, y'all are kittens
Y'all cats wanna verse? In the back, we can rip it
Ain't bad, it gets worse when the tabs start to kick in
Your ass gettin murked this ain't cap you could get it
I'm back with a curse, I'm so trapped in the sickness
The dab, then the dirt, then I'm back in my feelings
I'm trapping with urges to blast him with clips and
I'm trash and I'm worthless, I'm acting so different
The sadness been lurking, it's back with a vengeance
I'm mad and unnerved, tell my dad get to dipping
My past is a blur, cause of that dick's addiction
I'm sad and I'm hurt, smoking gas just to fix it
The crash, then the burn, and then that's how it ended
Got rage just like Benson, I'll get you fired
Put holes in yo windows and tires
Like old ramen, yo ass expired
Tried to hit me, but yo ass misfired
They don't like me like I'm AB
Got big hair just like the 80's
Yo bitch wanna bite me, like rabies
Send you to hell, you can go chill with Hades (Hades)
Credits
Writer(s): Brady Martin
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