Ben Simmons
(Come on, don't fuck with me nigga)
I was never trippin', she was trippin' bout these bitches
Trippin' bout the rain, but I was still all up in it
Bound to make a change, change up my prescription
So what I felt some pain? Mama ain't no bitch and
We got these bitches in the kitchen
I, used to be dirty like some dishes
They in the muhfuckin' paint, I,
Happen to be Ben Simmons
Nigga ain't no fuckin' trippin'
Happy to have me some children
Happy to be with these bitches
Happy to be with my niggas
Eat a nigga like chitlens
Facts
Fuckin' the bitch, no kidding
No cap
Back in the trap I was little
I was stuck with the rats
Back in the trap be a pickle
Had to get out of that
Had to get out of that
Had to go hit the road
Yea I'm with a white bitch
How the black bitch know?
Yea I want both, don't trip
Bitch you know how it go
She know not to post pics
'Cause she dead wrong
I was never trippin', she was trippin' bout these bitches
Trippin' bout the rain, but I was still all up in it
Bound to make a change, change up my prescription
So what I felt some pain? Mama ain't no bitch and
We got these bitches in the kitchen
I, used to be dirty like some dishes
They in the muhfuckin' paint, I,
Happen to be Ben Simmons
Nigga ain't no fuckin' trippin'
Happy to have me some children
Happy to be with these bitches
Happy to be with my niggas
Say that she got niggas, I ain't trippin', I got bitches
She asked me why I like her, had to lie and say she different
Just keep all the guns out the image
Don't tell em what happened my nigga
He postin' a flick on his Inst, it's cap what he captioned the picture
And I can't trust no bitches
No cap
I could be lit off instrumentals
No rap
When the police come bitch, I'ma run all 4 flat
And I made the catch in bounds
Toe tap
If I don't like the shot, I'ma take it
Fuck Ben Simmons
Bitches mad, I don't care cause I already fucked them women
Niggas throw subliminals
Bitch what's up you see who winning
Already know how it was from the beginning
I was never trippin', she was trippin' bout these bitches
Trippin' bout the rain, but I was still all up in it
Bound to make a change, change up my prescription
So what I felt some pain? Mama ain't no bitch and
We got these bitches in the kitchen
I, used to be dirty like some dishes
They in the muhfuckin' paint, I,
Happen to be Ben Simmons
Nigga ain't no fuckin' trippin'
Happy to have me some children
Happy to be with these bitches
Happy to be with my niggas
I was never trippin', she was trippin' bout these bitches
Trippin' bout the rain, but I was still all up in it
Bound to make a change, change up my prescription
So what I felt some pain? Mama ain't no bitch and
We got these bitches in the kitchen
I, used to be dirty like some dishes
They in the muhfuckin' paint, I,
Happen to be Ben Simmons
Nigga ain't no fuckin' trippin'
Happy to have me some children
Happy to be with these bitches
Happy to be with my niggas
Eat a nigga like chitlens
Facts
Fuckin' the bitch, no kidding
No cap
Back in the trap I was little
I was stuck with the rats
Back in the trap be a pickle
Had to get out of that
Had to get out of that
Had to go hit the road
Yea I'm with a white bitch
How the black bitch know?
Yea I want both, don't trip
Bitch you know how it go
She know not to post pics
'Cause she dead wrong
I was never trippin', she was trippin' bout these bitches
Trippin' bout the rain, but I was still all up in it
Bound to make a change, change up my prescription
So what I felt some pain? Mama ain't no bitch and
We got these bitches in the kitchen
I, used to be dirty like some dishes
They in the muhfuckin' paint, I,
Happen to be Ben Simmons
Nigga ain't no fuckin' trippin'
Happy to have me some children
Happy to be with these bitches
Happy to be with my niggas
Say that she got niggas, I ain't trippin', I got bitches
She asked me why I like her, had to lie and say she different
Just keep all the guns out the image
Don't tell em what happened my nigga
He postin' a flick on his Inst, it's cap what he captioned the picture
And I can't trust no bitches
No cap
I could be lit off instrumentals
No rap
When the police come bitch, I'ma run all 4 flat
And I made the catch in bounds
Toe tap
If I don't like the shot, I'ma take it
Fuck Ben Simmons
Bitches mad, I don't care cause I already fucked them women
Niggas throw subliminals
Bitch what's up you see who winning
Already know how it was from the beginning
I was never trippin', she was trippin' bout these bitches
Trippin' bout the rain, but I was still all up in it
Bound to make a change, change up my prescription
So what I felt some pain? Mama ain't no bitch and
We got these bitches in the kitchen
I, used to be dirty like some dishes
They in the muhfuckin' paint, I,
Happen to be Ben Simmons
Nigga ain't no fuckin' trippin'
Happy to have me some children
Happy to be with these bitches
Happy to be with my niggas
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