nathan got bars – benz lyrics
[intro]
driving with my friends, swervin around in a benz
yeah we got the 30s ain’t f+ckin with no 10s
[chorus]
used to drive around with the boys in the benz
no hackin we anonymous, 5% tints
hide my blood red eyes, versace on the lens
shoot the glock, got blood on my gucci linens
gonna have to take a trip to the cleaner
love makes my head a mess, might have to take her to the cleaner
too much bullsh+t, yeah my patience runnin thinner
f+ck a cow, eat the matador for dinner
[verse 1]
runnin from the cops, yeah f+ck a five
strap on me, smith and wesson .45
i wrecked the benz again, no it’s not my first time
drivin real fast with no brake lines
no s+x, f+ck a 10, it’s 30s tonight
blue pills but i’m woke third eye
she’s fake like the matrix, she don’t realize
that i can see right through her lies
mood swing i can’t look away i’m hypnotized
toxic love but she got magic in her eyes
turn the world dark, shooting out city lights
poor visibility, no witness to my crimes
hittin l!cks so we drive around at night
shawty stay right by my side
try to f+ck with that b+tch, you get the nine
run up on us, you gonna die
[chorus]
used to drive around with the boys in the benz
no hackin we anonymous, 5% tints
hide my blood red eyes, versace on the lens
shoot the glock, got blood on my gucci linens
gonna have to take a trip to the cleaner
love makes my head a mess, might have to take her to the cleaner
too much bullsh+t, yeah my patience runnin thinner
f+ck a cow, eat the matador for dinner
[verse 2]
yeah crazy sh+t, cannibal, jeffrey dahmer
runnin over snakes in the field no farmer
pedal on the floor, no roof, only air
i just don’t care like i got blonde hair
she just popped another one, starting not to care
triple digits on the dash so we’ll be fast to get there
win when i’m supposed to lose, ha life’s not fair
lowkey simp for her, huh don’t break my heart
[chorus]
used to drive around with the boys in the benz
no hackin we anonymous, 5% tints
hide my blood red eyes, versace on the lens
shoot the glock, got blood on my gucci linens
gonna have to take a trip to the cleaner
love makes my head a mess, might have to take her to the cleaner
too much bullsh+t, yeah my patience runnin thinner
f+ck a cow, eat the matador for dinner
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