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iv reed - bnchwrmr lyrics

{verse one}
can’t have a side b-tch if you don’t have a main one (nah)
can’t brag about threes if you can’t make some
you’re a better player than rapper i got to admit
i just think the bench is the wrong place to sit (can’t see)
you think that bench would be uncomfortable (ah)
seats treat you great in a fake foreign convertible (rriiirgh)
but do you value more the gucci on your waistline?
i’d -ssume that’s as real as your play time (ooh)
never heard your name before this sorry excuse for a track
hopefully you’ll retire before whatever number’s on your back (what is it?)
you might as well because there’s no buzzer beaters in rap
no half court shots when your stuck mumbling trap
you swear like you watched adult swim for the first time (rick and morty)
and talk like the wrong side of the dozen and the dime
you ain’t the two please put rhyming aside
speaking with hubris man that’s excessive pride
world history motherf-cker imma make some (that’s excellent)
let everyone know who’s the king of this kingdom

[hook]
take it back to the bench it’s getting cold
that piece of sh-t was something to behold
one track and it’s already old
no need for it to ever be retold
take it back to the bench it’s getting cold
that piece of sh-t was something to behold
one track and it’s already old
no need for it to ever be retold

[verse two]
you got the flow of a narrow urethra
cooking you up like you are velveeta (mmm)
that’s how it works in the mafia (uuh)
spit game of a hungry mia khalifa
your like logic without a single talent
i’m like kendrick your outta your element
hear you say godd-mn this cracker is h-llbent
on attendance your rhymes were absent
i’m t-t-t-telling you to stop stuttering
and the f-f_ford taurus your driving in (aah)
so many fillers i’d think your a dentist (sss)
sorry to be just so god d-mn relentless
after this you’re gonna be on a blacklist
i’m first cl-ss and your public transit
i hope you were able to make sense
that you’re already is past tense
yeah’s and oh’s don’t make for bars and fords don’t make for foreign cars (nah)

[hook]
take it back to the bench it’s getting cold
that piece of sh-t was something to behold
one track and it’s already old
no need for it to ever be retold

- iv reed lyrics

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