Benz
On the highway, in the backseat
I'm just cruising round in a Benz
I'm just counting all my racks up
Add a couple more of them bands
And my nigga got his foot stuck
We ain't slowing down for no reds
And my niggas got their straps out
Damn we pulling up in your ends
We pulling up no cap bout it
Man we see your whip we capsize it
Man we running up we ain't never stop
And I'm heading up no cap bout it
Pulling up no cap bout it
Man we see your whip we capsize it
Man we running up we ain't never stop
And I'm heading up no cap bout it
Heading up no cap bout it
Got a double cup then I rap bout it
Man I'm in the whip and my thoughts clouded
Man I'm in the whip and my mind's routed
One everybody done doubted
Home booth where I started
Home booth no mic bout it
Home booth no price to it
Racks coming in
Next thing you know I'm in a Cullinan
Not falling for tricks oh no not again
In the 254 throwing out shots again shots again
Hit up the plug get a percocet percocet
Run up on me you get murked and shit murked and shit
Up in my crib where your girl is at girl is at
Froze off my neck with my vvs vvs
On the highway in the backseat
I'm just counting all of my Ms
All my trophies and chains
Show you Ws and no Ls
And my nigga took his breaks out
On the highway to hell
Sip purple on the way down
Oh how far I fell
On the highway, in the backseat
I'm just cruising round in a Benz
I'm just counting all my racks up
Add a couple more of them bands
And my nigga got his foot stuck
We ain't slowing down for no reds
And my niggas got their straps out
Damn we pulling up in your ends
We pulling up no cap bout it
Man we see your whip we capsize it
Man we running up we ain't never stop
And I'm heading up no cap bout it
Pulling up no cap bout it
Man we see your whip we capsize it
Man we running up we ain't never stop
And I'm heading up no cap bout it
Hey, we don't do things by halves
You know we won't stop
Pulling up no cap bout it
Don't even try I don't give a shit
Lately I've been thinking again and again
Just a waste of time we didn't even make a gain
Make the investment profitable bro that's what we'd like to do
We want 10k on the table, how much we'd like if you knew
We deserve the fame, free me from these chains
Never had enough of this game no
Still behind I can't complain though
Dude look around you
Take a look at the Benz
Big car, big team, we're just messing around without an end
Excuse my french I'm just talking bout my shit
Get into the Benz like we know it's time for it
We take off yeah we take over
Never enough yeah it don't bother cause
We go back again
On the highway, in the backseat
I'm just cruising round in a Benz
I'm just counting all my racks up
Add a couple more of them bands
And my nigga got his foot stuck
We ain't slowing down for no reds
And my niggas got their straps out
Damn we pulling up in your ends
We pulling up no cap bout it
Man we see your whip we capsize it
Man we running up we ain't never stop
And I'm heading up no cap bout it
Pulling up no cap bout it
Man we see your whip we capsize it
Man we running up we ain't never stop
And I'm heading up no cap bout it
No more doubt, only one road
What is it about I guess I'm gonna find it out
Half blinded keep going, not afraid, I must say I'm okay
I'm on my way, no stress, no way, came from nowhere to reach the top
On the highway in the backseat
I'm just counting all of my Ms
All my trophies and chains
Show you Ws and no Ls
And my nigga took his breaks out
On the highway to hell
Sip purple on the way down
Oh how far I fell
I'm just cruising round in a Benz
I'm just counting all my racks up
Add a couple more of them bands
And my nigga got his foot stuck
We ain't slowing down for no reds
And my niggas got their straps out
Damn we pulling up in your ends
We pulling up no cap bout it
Man we see your whip we capsize it
Man we running up we ain't never stop
And I'm heading up no cap bout it
Pulling up no cap bout it
Man we see your whip we capsize it
Man we running up we ain't never stop
And I'm heading up no cap bout it
Heading up no cap bout it
Got a double cup then I rap bout it
Man I'm in the whip and my thoughts clouded
Man I'm in the whip and my mind's routed
One everybody done doubted
Home booth where I started
Home booth no mic bout it
Home booth no price to it
Racks coming in
Next thing you know I'm in a Cullinan
Not falling for tricks oh no not again
In the 254 throwing out shots again shots again
Hit up the plug get a percocet percocet
Run up on me you get murked and shit murked and shit
Up in my crib where your girl is at girl is at
Froze off my neck with my vvs vvs
On the highway in the backseat
I'm just counting all of my Ms
All my trophies and chains
Show you Ws and no Ls
And my nigga took his breaks out
On the highway to hell
Sip purple on the way down
Oh how far I fell
On the highway, in the backseat
I'm just cruising round in a Benz
I'm just counting all my racks up
Add a couple more of them bands
And my nigga got his foot stuck
We ain't slowing down for no reds
And my niggas got their straps out
Damn we pulling up in your ends
We pulling up no cap bout it
Man we see your whip we capsize it
Man we running up we ain't never stop
And I'm heading up no cap bout it
Pulling up no cap bout it
Man we see your whip we capsize it
Man we running up we ain't never stop
And I'm heading up no cap bout it
Hey, we don't do things by halves
You know we won't stop
Pulling up no cap bout it
Don't even try I don't give a shit
Lately I've been thinking again and again
Just a waste of time we didn't even make a gain
Make the investment profitable bro that's what we'd like to do
We want 10k on the table, how much we'd like if you knew
We deserve the fame, free me from these chains
Never had enough of this game no
Still behind I can't complain though
Dude look around you
Take a look at the Benz
Big car, big team, we're just messing around without an end
Excuse my french I'm just talking bout my shit
Get into the Benz like we know it's time for it
We take off yeah we take over
Never enough yeah it don't bother cause
We go back again
On the highway, in the backseat
I'm just cruising round in a Benz
I'm just counting all my racks up
Add a couple more of them bands
And my nigga got his foot stuck
We ain't slowing down for no reds
And my niggas got their straps out
Damn we pulling up in your ends
We pulling up no cap bout it
Man we see your whip we capsize it
Man we running up we ain't never stop
And I'm heading up no cap bout it
Pulling up no cap bout it
Man we see your whip we capsize it
Man we running up we ain't never stop
And I'm heading up no cap bout it
No more doubt, only one road
What is it about I guess I'm gonna find it out
Half blinded keep going, not afraid, I must say I'm okay
I'm on my way, no stress, no way, came from nowhere to reach the top
On the highway in the backseat
I'm just counting all of my Ms
All my trophies and chains
Show you Ws and no Ls
And my nigga took his breaks out
On the highway to hell
Sip purple on the way down
Oh how far I fell
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Writer(s): Sula Kiggundu
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