Benjamins

Free all my my dawgs out the slam
Bitch we gon run up some bands
Thumb that shit right through our hands
These niggas not getting no guap they be hating I'm stacking and pilin till shit hit the fan
Aint shaking his hand cuz no he not my mans
I'm rolling my ganja I don't give a damn
My guala it buss out my wallet i don't got them dollars Cuz I'm just doing Benjamins
I'm just doing Benjamins, fuck a dollar
Niggas watching what you spend, they might slime ya
Benjis be blue we ain't doing no green
Why this lil shawty keep contacting me?
Some of these girls they be right for the team
You want the feature, you paying a fee
You want the feature, you paying a fee we gon get to the guap we gon get to the dough
These lil shawties be acting they clowning around man
They front out here doing the most
Can you give top on the daily don't stop till I feel I'm derailing, i just wanna know
Catch me in public walk past never knew you cuz no you can't get no hellos

I stuck it in she said woah
I'm getting Kitty, Hello
Play wit it like a Banjo
And nowadays I don't believe in the talking for me you gonna have to show
Man just get to the guap, stop hating
We kill each other that shit aggravating
Get constant money cuz i don't like waiting
Females pls sharpen yall decision making

Benjamins on Benjamins
Mula, guala, those are synonyms
Doatie boostin my adrenaline
To the top I'm really leveling
Up
I Gotta get to the bucks
Im testing my Andrew Luck
They say if it's up then it's stuck
but really is it even up
Rockstar life, bitch i do what I want

I'm Mr. Krabs when it comes to the green
Never mind I am Julius without the bean
Balling on niggas crossovers with tweens
Just hopped on the scene, I'm built for the screen
Like fuck do you mean

I'm getting the dough yeah
Ain't quitting need more yeah
These little niggas be clowning around rather get me some more yeah

Ik i said fuck ones but they for the dutches
A back in specific, games not in discussion
She gimme brain swear that's my Robitussin
Damn the head settings they must be on custom
Cuz that shit feel custom
I roll up yk that it's bussin
The hot box it feel like an oven
My stomach and back they be touching

Me and the green we married
Spongbob, I need all the green, I'm ready
Me and my bruddas like Ed edd, and eddy
Work her out get her so sweaty
only was using my lefty

Niggas don't got my shit, telling me that my shit hot as shit,
That's how yk my shit hot as shit
I need a lot of it, so i just got up and got the shit
I ain't just sit and just pout and shit

Developed a mindset for money, she all on my mind
TwoMukh i am not ignoring the signs
Get on my grind
Start using your time
And maybe one day you will finally shine
From Sunday to Sunday, i gotta get money
Gotta do something, can't sit around doing nothing
No I'm not bluffing i really love money
Just like a bee love it's honey

Cuz then that's a basic life
can't just live a basic life
I can't have a basic wife
I live a creative life
I isolate in life, cuz it's some pain inside

Free all my my dawgs out the slam
Bitch we gon run up some bands
Thumb that shit right through our hands
These niggas not getting no guap they be hating I'm stacking and pilin till shit hit the fan
Ain't his hand cuz no he not my mans
I'm rolling my ganja I don't give a damn
My guala it buss out my wallet i don't got them dollars cuz I'm just doing Benjamins

I'm getting the dough yeah
Ain't quitting need more yeah
These little niggas be clowning around rather get me some more yeah



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Writer(s): Devon Conley
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