benny mayne - duffle bag boi lyrics
[intro]
i be [?] (x7)
[verse 1]
i got the lease split with the gas in it, imma ball hard no i ain’t passin’ it, duffle bag boi with the big racks in it
she gave me throat and its so passionate, beat up the box and i’m toe taggin’ it, can’t have my d+ck if you ain’t gaggin’ it
pull up the block got the whole roof missin’, b+tch gettin’ rocked if she hit me trippin’, rose gold t++th when i smile they glisten
used to trap with the honda civic (yeah), that was god tryna test my limits, walkin’ through the hallway ziplocs stinkin’
yeah, y’all gotta keep that cash flow, ball like i’m rajon rando, bendin’ it all like rambo
(lil’ b+tch) i keep the stick tucked under my f+nny, (ho) i get my d+ck sucked in a new phantom
roll up thе broccoli, who got the backwoods in the sh+take, lil too concеded, lil bit too c+cky, i got the weed lit under the palm trees
[pre+chorus]
and i, bought me a town
leave with yo b+tch and pull off in the slab
don’t call me daddy b+tch i ain’t yo dad
get the f+ck out ho i called you a cab
(rrr)
[chorus]
i got racks to make (i got racks to make)
i got bands to make (i got bands to make)
i just bought a brand new safe (i did)
i just brought a brand new satan
(x2)
(rrr)
[verse 2]
skirt out the lot with a brand new ting, she bounce that ass on my dinga ling, booty so big only wear g+strings
she wanna f+ck cause she know i sing, i’m in them guts with my brand new rings, and this razz goes for the chicken wings
i got the zip tucked in the glovebox, i got the zag filled with the moonrocks, roll up the windows for the hotbox (god d+mn)
(yeah) four deep in the cadillac (lac), on the green like its getting shack (shack), big bills in my f+nny pack
(yeah, yeah, yeah) been here a long long time ho (time ho), y’all don’t even know my grind ho (grind ho), spittin’ that final pyro
out in the six i ain’t had no dough (yeah) she tried the whip had to brush her slow, put on the goosehead forty and below (god d+mn)
you from the trenches, life got too heavy then i just benched it, went through the hard times, learned me a lesson
ain’t even stressin’ ain’t even stressin’ (lil b+tch)
[pre+chorus]
bought me a town (town)
leave with yo b+tch and pull off in the slab
don’t call me daddy b+tch i ain’t yo dad
get the f+ck out ho i called you a cab (cab)
[chorus]
i got racks to make (i got racks to make)
i got bands to make (i got bands to make)
i just bought a brand new safe (i did)
i just brought a brand new satan
(x4)
(rrr)
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