Benz Boy

Yeah (Damez)
(Skrt) Aye (Yeah)
You know you can't beat me right?

Benz, brand new Benz
Poppin' bottles with my friends, just call us twins
I pray forgiveness for my sins, been countin' wins
Will I flex or will I spend? It just depends
I be tryna mind my business
Tell me why they talking down like they know me?
I know that you going, fuck that talkin' gotta show me
Thankful for my friends and the opps that I made
I don't play about my guys, swear to God I'll never trade yeah

(Damez) Just like a parade, got the bands and percussion
Fuckin' with the gang, yeah you might get a concussion
Been through hell and back but it's not up for discussion
Them niggas talking down bet they gone wish that they wasn't
Nigga said we opps, I can't say I ever met him
Fuck the Plain Jane, buss down AP and Patek him
He gone eat me like he ain't been fed if I let him
But if he ain't tryna spend no bread I forget him
They be tryna borrow all my flows, bye Felicia
Mix a lil OG, grab the coal for the shisha
Said that I'd slow down but I keep burning more reefer
Get some water cause it's fire coming through yo speaker
Bad bitch climbing up the wrong tree, must be tweaking
But she said she going for my bros, Ima keep her
Face card introduce me, I refrain from the speaking
If you never met me life would probably have been cheaper

Benz, brand new Benz
Rolling planes with my friends, just call us twins
I pray forgiveness for my sins, been countin' wins
Will I flex or will I spend? It just depends
I been gettin' high in a Benz, a brand new Benz
Been poppin' bottles with my friends, just call us twins
Pray forgiveness for my sins, been countin' wins
Will I flex or will I spend? It just depends

(Don't play with him, don't play with him)
I don't fuck with the feds
Off with they heads, these bitches is nobodies
Somebody please give him some play, he ain't been gettin' no bodies
If he ever thought he was seeing me then that nigga better think twice
Wanna chance? Then you better be a trick
Cause I'm quick to tell a nigga "have a nice life" (Bye)
They keep on calling me hot, damn please get a thesaurus
He tryna get by with that bullshit like I'm not a Taurus
Like I ain't just gotta make one call and get that shit handled
Like they don't be jottin' down notes whenever I speak on the panel
Switching my flow, my wrist switching the season
Ball on these bitches I don't need a reason
Twerking on altars man I'm such a heathen
Damn, these broke niggas seething
Benz boy for life, can't race that
Tryna hit it in the back of the Maybach
Can't stick it in if you ain't taste that
Lil' bitch better play where it's safe at

Benz, brand new Benz
Rolling planes with my friends, just call us twins
I pray forgiveness for my sins, been countin' wins
Will I flex or will I spend? It just depends
I been gettin' high in a Benz, a brand new Benz
Been poppin' bottles with my friends, just call us twins
Pray forgiveness for my sins, been countin' wins
Will I flex or will I spend? It just depends

I be tryna mind my business
Tell me why they talking down like they know me?
I know that you going, fuck that talkin' gotta show me
Thankful for the friends and the opps that I made
I don't play about my guys, swear to God I'll never trade yeah



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Writer(s): Damien Henderson
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