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benji baby – e=mc² lyrics

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verse 1:
my mama like mary gave birth to a king
can’t name a young n-gga popping out so clean
ain’t no kd never switch for no rings
imma always stay down putting on for my team
bun a spliff, hold a meds me and kwesi b
we just been watching they ain’t coming like me
had to break my silence back doing my thing
this here the biggest come back of 2019
pay to put you in a box like take out
i just want the top b-tch stay tryna make out
p-ssy wet, jetski, imma need a lake house
money wired to me this ain’t no paypal
im getting bread sh-t going my way now
remember them times dead broke i was way down
felt like kicking in doors tell em lay down
but i got right we started our own wave now

hook:
ahh ahh ahh
tryna stack 100 bands up with my brother
cook a master plan bouta heat the whole summer
hop in that foreign switch lanes burn rubber
my b-tches they know i treat them like no other
for the bread i’m making bullet spread just like b-tter
that choppa gon chop you and no i ain’t stutter
counting up january all the way to december (x2)

verse 2:
i’m just speed racing
louie v bracelet
b-tches caucasian
k!ll em like jason
remember they doubted me thought i won’t make it
still on my grind so f-ck n-gga stop hating
i promise none of my b-tches is basic
barbie doll body they beating they faces
i told her baby just drop your location
she waited for me i might never make it
if i see chances i swear imma take em
use to rock nike until i met mason
when i met mason i also met virgil
now when i step out i geek like i’m erkel
i just cash out when i’m back in the city
my b-tch she bad and she piercing her t-tties
sipping this act i might need a new kidney
come on my block this sh-t getting too litty

hook:
ahh ahh ahh
tryna stack 100 bands up with my brother
cook a master plan bouta heat the whole summer
hop in that foreign switch lanes burn rubber
my b-tches they know i treat them like no other
for the bread i’m making bullet spread just like b-tter
that choppa gon chop you and no i ain’t stutter
counting up january all the way to december (x2)



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