Addict To Ben Freestyle
Young nigga back at it again
I've been way too broke now an addict to Ben
When niggas see you run it up they automatically friend
But you won't takin' chances with the shit I had in the Benz
Fuck a fake nigga fuck a fake bitch
Learned to keep my circle small how the wealthy stay rich
Young'n came up from a ball yeah I had to shake shit
I ain't have no help at all ran it up and now they pissed
(Hold on I gotta run that shit back I came in too hard)
Glock beside me recordin' I used to dream bout a foreign
Then I pulled up in a Porsche and the goody girls got to whorin'
If I'm shootin' shit I'm scoring put your knees on the floor then (Aaah)
I'm a lion to alpaca I'll break a bitch chiropractor
I'll fuck her like I love her then I won't even dial after
I'm really him whether or not you liking my style don't matter
I came in for the dough ain't got no time for no wild chatter
I'll break the hoe down like some yola bitch
When I pull off burnin' the curb as if it's some stolen shit
Most these niggas not really for you watch who you rollin' with
Fuck up out my pocket stop worryin' bout what I'm holdin' bitch
Never did shit for me so why would I hold the bitch
Type to give her solid pipe then act like I don't know the bitch
And if my nigga tryna hit then I bet that I'll throw the bitch
I ain't shit like constipation a nigga sick of the waitin'
I gotta get up and go 'cause I don't got time for the patience
I turned to a hood doctor my phone is full of some patients
You niggas deserve an Oscar the way you act like you cakin'
I'm off of the bullshit
Niggas lying just like ninety percent of the pulpit
When I'm walkin' out the house know I come with a full clip
You play Imma pull shit
Put this 9 in your gullet like throat fuckin' a hood chick (Woah)
If she swallow the cum that's a good chick
Hit the back of you 'til you tryna run is you good chick
I'm a natural disaster you niggas a lil' sick
Came in drunker than the fuck Imma dip she don't pull dick
I'll break the hoe down like some yola bitch
When I pull off burnin' the curb as if it's some stolen shit
Most these niggas not really for you watch who you rollin' with
Fuck up out my pocket stop worryin' bout what I'm holdin' bitch
I've been way too broke now an addict to Ben
When niggas see you run it up they automatically friend
But you won't takin' chances with the shit I had in the Benz
Fuck a fake nigga fuck a fake bitch
Learned to keep my circle small how the wealthy stay rich
Young'n came up from a ball yeah I had to shake shit
I ain't have no help at all ran it up and now they pissed
(Hold on I gotta run that shit back I came in too hard)
Glock beside me recordin' I used to dream bout a foreign
Then I pulled up in a Porsche and the goody girls got to whorin'
If I'm shootin' shit I'm scoring put your knees on the floor then (Aaah)
I'm a lion to alpaca I'll break a bitch chiropractor
I'll fuck her like I love her then I won't even dial after
I'm really him whether or not you liking my style don't matter
I came in for the dough ain't got no time for no wild chatter
I'll break the hoe down like some yola bitch
When I pull off burnin' the curb as if it's some stolen shit
Most these niggas not really for you watch who you rollin' with
Fuck up out my pocket stop worryin' bout what I'm holdin' bitch
Never did shit for me so why would I hold the bitch
Type to give her solid pipe then act like I don't know the bitch
And if my nigga tryna hit then I bet that I'll throw the bitch
I ain't shit like constipation a nigga sick of the waitin'
I gotta get up and go 'cause I don't got time for the patience
I turned to a hood doctor my phone is full of some patients
You niggas deserve an Oscar the way you act like you cakin'
I'm off of the bullshit
Niggas lying just like ninety percent of the pulpit
When I'm walkin' out the house know I come with a full clip
You play Imma pull shit
Put this 9 in your gullet like throat fuckin' a hood chick (Woah)
If she swallow the cum that's a good chick
Hit the back of you 'til you tryna run is you good chick
I'm a natural disaster you niggas a lil' sick
Came in drunker than the fuck Imma dip she don't pull dick
I'll break the hoe down like some yola bitch
When I pull off burnin' the curb as if it's some stolen shit
Most these niggas not really for you watch who you rollin' with
Fuck up out my pocket stop worryin' bout what I'm holdin' bitch
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Writer(s): Christopher Price
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