$not - benzo lyrics
benzo lyrics
[intro]
yeah
yeah
[chorus]
h+llo, that is my b+tch shaniqua (h+llo)
i might dip like i’m john cena
i got bb’s on bb’s on bb’s (what’s up?)
i got sh+t you can’t see on tv (yeah)
i might pull up and rock out the show (uh+huh)
it’s a glock, lil’ n+gga, get low (that’s right)
i got n+ggas and b+tches on go (b+tch)
man, f+ck your set
f+ck your clique (yeah)
f+ck your b+tch (f+ck)
n+ggas always talking ’bout me, but won’t show no face
i been creeping with this .38 (what’s up?), rubbin’ off the paint (go)
i’m a soldier, i got rank (yeah)
smoking dolja, this sh+t dank
i might push up in a tank
[verse 1]
don’t you play with me, that chopper come with helicopters
pour me the actavis, that sh+t came from the doctor
i got bottegas and this helmut lang, can’t complain (h+llo)
and my bro got this new raf and sh+t and he keep a flame
i got black b+tches off the cocaine, white b+tches off kurt cobain
off the novocain, i’m sparking sh+t, i’m so insane
i got north face on my jacket, when i walk, you know i pack it
all this money, i’ma bag it, we got different tax brackets
[chorus]
h+llo, that is my b+tch shaniqua (h+llo)
i might dip like i’m john cena
i got bb’s on bb’s on bb’s (what’s up?)
i got sh+t you can’t see on tv (yeah)
i might pull up and rock out the show (uh+huh)
it’s a glock, lil’ n+gga, get low (that’s right)
i got n+ggas and b+tches on go (b+tch)
man, f+ck your set
f+ck your clique (yeah)
f+ck your b+tch (f+ck)
n+ggas always talking ’bout me, but won’t show no face
i been creeping with this .38 (what’s up?), rubbin’ off the paint (go)
i’m a soldier, i got rank (yeah)
smoking dolja, this sh+t dank
i might push up in a tank
[verse 2]
who that lil’ n+gga coming out the window?
amg 63, all white benzo
she don’t want me, but i might f+ck her friend though
i got clips, i got sticks and extendos (go)
what you mean? this a telescope
open up the door
bro like, “chill, let me f+cking go”
coming out the coupe, we them troops
all we do is point and they shoot at you
this a glock and it’s f+cking stock, aim it at your top (go)
[chorus]
h+llo, that is my b+tch shaniqua (h+llo)
i might dip like i’m john cena
i got bb’s on bb’s on bb’s (what’s up?)
i got sh+t you can’t see on tv (yeah)
i might pull up and rock out the show (uh+huh)
it’s a glock, lil’ n+gga, get low (that’s right)
i got n+ggas and b+tches on go (b+tch)
man, f+ck your set
f+ck your clique (yeah)
f+ck your b+tch (f+ck)
n+ggas always talking ’bout me, but won’t show no face
i been creeping with this .38 (what’s up?), rubbin’ off the paint (go)
i’m a soldier, i got rank (yeah)
smoking dolja, this sh+t dank
i might push up in a tank
[outro]
man, f+ck your set, b+tch
that’s how you f+cking do it, you can’t f+ck—
all you n+ggas f+cking garbage
trash
f+ck you, b+tch
ahh!
what the f+ck? this n+gga’s crazy
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