Big Body Benz
Big body benz and we huggin on both Lanes
All my homies here got they gold chains
Ready for the come up any minute any hour
Beast from the east and im ready to devour
Any opposition its no competition
When im on ah mission
Having premonitions
All about the money
See me on the grind
Weather rain snow or sunny
In ah four door
With ya hoe I'm going dummy
I'm Bayside
And she loves the way I ride
In it for the digits babygirl I Neva lie
I do it for the paper chase
Got no time waste
Now im in ya face
Like ah can ah mace
Come and get ah taste
Bussing
I'm the best no discussion
Saying something different
You gone catch ah repercussion
Light's out
Knock ya muthafuckin sight's out
Catch me outside of your house
When its night out
I'm bugging
Yea that's right we really thuggin
You know ah couple shottas
Well i know ah couple dozen
In the playlist
Of your plug and your cousin
Turn me up all the way
Feel the speakers bumpin
Riding smashing
Ah hundred on the dash
Wit ah bad bitch
And the blunts
Rollin up my stash
With some cash in the trunk
And the dope and the slump
Knock ah hater down
Like ah 12 gauge pump
Bruh I'm blastin
No whip but im gassin
Ya boys ah QB so im doin all the passin
Bout to run ah play any time any day
The shits in my blood
Got my bay in my veins
Like im geeking
All week till the weekend
Getting in my way
Imma leave ya head leaking
Peaking
On my way to the top
Fully automatic
Make ya whole crew drop (Waaa)
All my homies here got they gold chains
Ready for the come up any minute any hour
Beast from the east and im ready to devour
Any opposition its no competition
When im on ah mission
Having premonitions
All about the money
See me on the grind
Weather rain snow or sunny
In ah four door
With ya hoe I'm going dummy
I'm Bayside
And she loves the way I ride
In it for the digits babygirl I Neva lie
I do it for the paper chase
Got no time waste
Now im in ya face
Like ah can ah mace
Come and get ah taste
Bussing
I'm the best no discussion
Saying something different
You gone catch ah repercussion
Light's out
Knock ya muthafuckin sight's out
Catch me outside of your house
When its night out
I'm bugging
Yea that's right we really thuggin
You know ah couple shottas
Well i know ah couple dozen
In the playlist
Of your plug and your cousin
Turn me up all the way
Feel the speakers bumpin
Riding smashing
Ah hundred on the dash
Wit ah bad bitch
And the blunts
Rollin up my stash
With some cash in the trunk
And the dope and the slump
Knock ah hater down
Like ah 12 gauge pump
Bruh I'm blastin
No whip but im gassin
Ya boys ah QB so im doin all the passin
Bout to run ah play any time any day
The shits in my blood
Got my bay in my veins
Like im geeking
All week till the weekend
Getting in my way
Imma leave ya head leaking
Peaking
On my way to the top
Fully automatic
Make ya whole crew drop (Waaa)
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Chavez Jr
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