ben simmons

I wont tell a lie
Stay true wit my brother aint no switching sides
I'm the chosen one shit they wonder why
Said you ride or die shit you shoulda died
You the type to shoot the blick no aim you just close yo eyes
Skinny nigga wit a 40 tuck bitch don't act surprise
Niggas cappin we was trynna seek y'all was trynna hide
Locked in wit some gangstas like a mob we got hellas ties

Yea Yea

We was totin 9s
Like chris paul I drop a dime
Question me remain calm
20k bank chime
Niggas cap fiction
She wanna fuck uh uh
Thumps up well done

You kno how I'm coming nigga
Damn I miss the shot I got the put back Andre Drummond nigga
If it aint bout pape then why the fuck you keep on callin nigga
Bitch don't call my phone unless you text me gotta warn a nigga

My niggas got it ain't no odd one out
He was wolfin got up on em it was all for clout
I feel like debo take his chain we aint gone stall em out
Got the lo in route
Choppa go BING BOW

4 niggas 1 stick look at yall, yall aint slick
Think I'm sweet tell em use his head or he without it
Said he pop shit I smell cap I highly doubt it
Drove the cat like it was stolen shit I had to park it

Bout the money take risk
Pass it off assist
Shoot the shot wont miss
Grimey nigga aint shit
Fadeaway Kobe
Dont want the cookie blow me
Aye
Dont want the cookie blow me

I feel like a menace
Only god can witness
We stretch him like its fitness
Light him up like this was Christmas
Stand yo ground get off the premise
Switching sides I ain't wit it
Shit aint luck this shit a privilege
Scared to shoot Ben Simmons



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