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dro kenji - benz lyrics

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[intro]
aye, let that sh+t ride, tay
woah+oh+oh
aye, go+oh+oh
i’m go+o+o+ne
tell that b+tch, get up with me
yeah

[chorus]
i dip my blunt in the codeine, oh no
i can’t move unless i’m high
i sip codeine every night
it help me feel like i’m alright
don’t you pull up unless you bring your friend
don’t know if i f+cked her, i f+ck her again
you better shut up ‘fore i pull up again
i wear designer, this no citi trends

[verse [?] and dro kenji]
they be like [?]
hop in the coupe when i’m spinnin’ the bend
f+ck the fakе love, i don’t want no new friends
pouring up wock, now i’m sipping on gin
i swеar to god, my life full of the sin
i’m hearin’ you, not hearin’ your kin
she said, “i’m fake”, baby, who you again?
yeah you s+xy, b+tch, but who is your friend?
yeah, i love money, this money my friend
when i spend it, know it come back again
i get money i think that’s why they mad
nah for real, you need to get in your bag
all these b+tches, left me hurt, n+gga mad
f+ck these b+tches, i ain’t going outside
super slimy, with the drink in my lap
circles around you, i been doing laps
relapse off them percy, percies
my new b+tch so flirty, flirty
pulling on my golden choker
i know she the biggest birdie
ooo, b+tch you not feeling me too?
way too many thots, i’m not stressing you
b+tches staring, with my porsche it go vroom
guarantee that i’m way higher than you
i’m smoking on gas watch me roll up this [?]
i’m f+cking your b+tch, i’m not seeing her later
dripped in givenchy, i know that you mad
you need to go ‘head and run you a sack
ya’ll n+ggas be broke, ya’ll going out sad
ya’ll really need to go chase you a bag
yeah, ya’ll really need to go chase you a bag
[chorus]
i dip my blunt in the codeine, oh no
i can’t move unless i’m high
i sip codeine every night
it help me feel like i’m alright
don’t you pull up unless you bring your friend
don’t know if i f+cked her, i f+ck her again
you better shut up ‘fore i pull up again
i wear designer, this no citi trends



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