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kwami sage – benjamin lyrics

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[intro]
you f— like you ain’t using the glove
i could tell you was used to the scrubs
yeah, you slither you move with the bugs
i can tell that medusa was her
i can tell that you’re used to the mud
i can tell you ain’t used to the love
cuz’ you really are bruisin’ a b-tton
oh my god, see i knew this would start

[chorus]
i’m a king, yeah, i sit on my throne
on my wrist and my pinky some gold
yeah my head is up high never low
smoke some weed just to comfort my thoughts
if you gonna leave girl then just go
don’t go get lost and find your way home
must be sick from diseases you caught
must be sick, if you leavin’ you gone

[verse 1]
got that drum that go rum pum pum pum
i got shot twice now my body numb
n—-s tried to jack me, tried to rob
got caught slippin’ like my shoes wasn’t tied
like a phoenix a n—a rerise
it’s a hot girl summer, she a thot
hit this b—h, i don’t call she get blocked
treat this b—h like i’m black dynamite
she hit me cause’ you lackin’ in pipe
she hit me you ain’t smackin it right
quarterback got a sack for the night
i can’t quit i’m the adamant type
chop a dungeon that dragon ignites
make you sing like you brian mcknight
fold it up like it’s optimus prime
then proceed to go have a good time
she annoying, she hittin’ my line
but she love me cuz i’m diggin’ it out
she want me to hit it from behind
she like it when we f–k and makeout
i need cash, i need cash mazel tov
i been on this journey for too long
rolling stone, i can’t get off my road
i can’t get my son off of my dome
if you plottin’ on me and my bros
it’s a hole in one like it is golf
caught a charlie horse, my leg is sore
i done ran up a band and i’m gone
on my grind but i’m not tony hawk
got your thot taking her panties off
once a n—a giuseppe her toes
that is not your thot anymore
we pop bottles, got plenty more
the wave pull up, yacht any sh0r-
she don’t know me, she toppin’ me off
i don’t even got any guap

[chorus]
i’m a king, yeah, i sit on my throne
on my wrist and my pinky some gold
yeah my head is up high never low
smoke some weed just to comfort my thoughts
if you gonna leave girl then just go
don’t go get lost and find your way home
must be sick from diseases you caught
must be sick, if you leavin’ you gone

[verse 2]

must be sick of him leadin’ you on
he ain’t got you believin’ in god
once i show you the man that’s above
you gon’ swear to god you was in love
you f-ck like you ain’t using the glove
i could tell you was used to the scrubs
yeah you slither, you move with the bugs
i can tell that medusa was her
i can tell that you’re used to the mud
i can tell you ain’t used to the love
oh my god, see i knew this would start
okay, we get you cute but so what
you packed like you is moving or something
you act like i am stupid or something
oh, you think i’m a loser or something
cuz i’m not into juggin’ or stuntin’
oh that’s cool you can do what you want
i hope you got conclusions or something
cuz you really are bruisin’ a b-tton
oh, i get it you’re losin’ your mind
cuz you find out you losin on something
cuz you really are bruisin a b-tton
cuz you really are bruisin a b-tton
(why you just pushing me)x4
(you’re bruisin’ a b-tton) x4