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ehcli - benihana karma freestyle lyrics

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[ehcli]:
yeah!

[chorus: danny towers]:

i was up trapping on every corner
i thought i would never leave
molly, percocet, marijuana, and i can’t forget the lean
cook it in front of you, benihana
this sh+t coming from medellin
whack me a n+gga in ferragamo mixed with alexander mcqueen

i was up trapping on every corner
i thought i would never leave
molly, percocet, marijuana, and i can’t forget the lean
cook it in front of you, benihana
this sh+t coming from medellin
whack me a n+gga in ferragamo mixed with alexander mcqueen

[verse 1: danny towers]

yеah
put my lil baby in ferragamo
r.i.p. frenchie hе downing on it
your boyfriend broke, he need credit karma
my n+ggas gon’ blow up, they worried ’bout karma
b+tch gon’ eat it up jeffrey dahmer
pack i beat it up, like some congos

i got some sh+t that’ll rip through your armor
got me a check but i’m still eatin’ ramen
730 b+tch you know how we bomin’

i got some sh+t that’ll rip through your armor
got me a check but i’m still eatin’ ramen
730 b+tch you know how we bomin’

[chorus: danny towers]:

i was up trapping on every corner
i thought i would never leave
molly, percocet, marijuana, and i can’t forget the lean
cook it in front of you, benihana
this sh+t coming from medellin
whack me a n+gga in ferragamo mixed with alexander mcqueen

i was up trapping on every corner
i thought i would never leave
molly, percocet, marijuana, and i can’t forget the lean
cook it in front of you, benihana
this sh+t coming from medellin
whack me a n+gga in ferragamo mixed with alexander mcqueen
[outro: ehcli]

ready up, light it up, cause some trauma
you don’t know the sh+t i’ve seen
shoot it up, he don’t really want it, karma
run around back i was shooting through the seams
extendo clips like i’m osama, raw cocaine from medellin
this addy got a lil’ hold on me and it don’t want me to break free

kick that door in, take your soul
better watch your back when they come alive
i can tell that a b+tch want more, say she want like 4, but they won’t be mine

i’m focused on money and all that it brings
i don’t have any friends, i don’t play that game
one more time for the hoes out back
make it crystal clear when you say my name

i give these hoes horrible ptsd
got a really bad habit i’m quick on my feet
don’t tell me you love me, don’t beg and don’t plea
i’m not wasting my time with somebody so bleak

24 carat my grill i’m a g
don’t forget bout the chain when i’m walking the streets
this 30 round mag got me sagging my jeans
ima feed that boy bullets like he was a fiend

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