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benjicold - ‎tac lyrics

[verse]
walk in the club, n+gga, i got a bag
tell that n+gga, “shut the f+ck up”
ha, lil’ n+gga
i cannot say that sh+t, i ain’t got fame
feel like i’m drake, she the best i ever had
i got a glock, n+gga, with an extended mag
she wanna f+ck, i tell that b+tch, “give me that head”
then she gon’ hop in the mother f+ckin’ jag
i told my n+gga, “go and pour the act”
she takin’ a fl!ck, yeah, on a kodak
and i told that n+gga hop up out the trap
n+gga i gotta keep that .50 right on my lap
trap house zoomin’ n+gga, yeah, i’m off of the court
i’m gonna f+ck on that b+tch n+gga ’cause i’m bored
that n+gga ridin’ d+ck, yeah, he ain’t [?]
imma f+ck this hoe, yeah that b+tch a wh0re
[?] my n+ggas score
these n+gga down bad, they hoes, hit thе score
i got a white plug movin’ sh+t in a fort
soul counter, but i got a lil’ sorе
that n+gga down bad riding honda accord
she suckin’ my d+ck like she just paid to do it
i’m whippin’ crack up, n+gga like gordon
she look at my clothes, no she can’t afford it
rich ass n+gga riding in a foreign
brought that hoe, but that b+tch she boring
stupid ass b+tch please stop that whorin’
football player n+gga cus’ i’m scorin’
god d+mn tdf, hit that pack
fat, but dj phatt run it back
she on my d+ck, i tell that b+tch, “please don’t lack”
b+tch i’m tiktok built like cadillac
b+tch, i play with the snare, n+gga, like a$ap (yuh)
f+ckin’ on that hoe, and that b+tch she black (uh huh)
i got my b+tch on a wall like a tac (yuh)
go run off with his motherf+ckin’ [?] (yup)
she k!ll for me, n+gga i don’t lack (yuh)
n+gga goin’ up, brought that girl to the trap (huh)
(my n+gga gonna bring that girl to the trap, yeah)
[outro]
told her to text my b (yeah)
pearly white, like she hannah montana
she off of the perc+y, she say she so fleek (yuh uh, yeah)
i got a bad b+tch (b+tch), yeah she in the srt (yuh)
i got a rad b+tch (yeah), took her to benihana just to eat (uh huh)
talkin’ ’bout guns, you a nerd and a geek (b+tch)
he white, not from the streets (huh?)
he talkin’ so crazy, he don’t wanna meet (nah)
(pssssh)
money counter, beep (beep)
and we in the jeep
this srt

- benjicold lyrics

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