Benji's Moving Co. (feat. DT Baby)

Are you tired of chasing that bag?

Are you tired of putting that work in?

Well, call us at three, one, two
Two-five, two-five

And you already know, what the fuck goin' on

Look, Mike J, walk down on his block he gon' fade away

He cappin', but Swervo got a Paxson he gon' make it rain

JuJu steady fuckin' wit that ratchet he gon' go insane
He think imma make it off of rappin 'cause I know the way
Trench baby, look at what he overcame

We at the door
What's your ETA?

I got the models and the bottles, boy, we on the way
Bout to hit McDonald's, shorty told me she ain't eat today

DT, boy, I'm all about my chicken, bring the Harold's in
Double tappin', really I be chillin', Pete Carollin'
Niggas sleepin' on me, tryna play me, Pete Maravich

Call it what you want to but it's really no comparison
Embarrassing, that niggas steady trippin' off a Marilyn
Money looking for me, I should pick it up and cherish it
I'm sharing it 'til momma can afford a newer Harrison
Blessings to the families of my niggas that been perishin'
Ça va to my niggas out there Londonin' and Parisin'
Voila to the niggas who been praying on my buryin'
Whaddup to my soldiers in the field that been carrying
Allah, I been talking to you, tell me you been hearing it

Look around brodie, we been winnin' while we workin'
Know my aim steady I been learning from the surgeon
Niggas steady talkin' bout the past, boy I heard it
We up now and I'm rocking with the city on my jersey
Gotta bring the Zone, where my momma and my church be

West coast babies, we was running up my church league

Trey, Zay, Liv, Don, Mom, that's my first team
DeMar I get paid, the less niggas gon' concern me

Feel like your girl's just not acting like your girl anymore?

Her friends been having a lot of birthdays recently?

Stop wasting your time and call us

You already know what the fuck going on

Ayo, RHOME why my last thing steady on my phone?

You a dawg, she can see that you been getting to the bones

On my soul, should have left her ass alone
I can't be tied down when my life stay on go

Yeah, I'm that nigga, you can hear it in my tone (Lil' hoe)

This a movie, I could never make a song (On bro)

You a groupie, I could never take you home (No joke)

You a student then you better hope that Joe pay yo' loans, look

This shit be practice, we moving through cones
Too big, too fast, too strong, D. Rose

Look, we just tryna see the whole city win gold

Man what, I swear its only family real close
Look, a whole lotta bread bring a whole lotta birds, facts
Whole lotta green bring a whole lotta words, facts
Sneak dissin' ain't gon bring yo' brother out the dirt back
Can't double, whole team shooting off the first catch

Zach Lavine imma get bucket off the first pass

Day one, I ain't even trippin' cause I learn fast

Smart man, I ain't never trippin' off of first class

Yeah right, I ain't seen commercials since All That

Yoo, whaddup?
This is Benji's Moving Company
We're sorry that we missed you
But we gon' get back to you as soon as we can

You already know what the fuck going on



Credits
Writer(s): Roman Mcgee
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