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young thug – benz lyrics

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[intro: young thug]

yeah
we some real million dollar n+ggas, n+gga
official, like [?]
you know what i’m saying?

[chorus: young thug]

n+gga trying to creep inside your grave, man
f+ck it, buy a benz on his ass (aye)
f+ck that hoe, you know i been smashed
i’ma skeet off with 200 on my dash (aye)
f+ck school, ain’t never went to class
f+ck a teacher, i was thumbin’ on they ass (aye)
hundred rounds right inside a tat+tat+tat+tat+tat+tat, yeah (aye)
[verse 1: meek mill]

million off of rapping, we’ll k!ll ’bout this sh+t (k!ll ’bout it)
like we playing hockey, in the field with them sticks (aye)
i could give a f+ck ’bout how you feel ’bout that b+tch
if you trip about that hoe you might get k!lled ’bout that b+tch (facts)
we be in the kitchen milly rockin’ (milly rockin’, woah)
say he want to see it, let him watch it (let him watch it, woah)
cook it in, it fеlt like benihanas (whip it, whip it)
way too many guns, too many commas
and that choppa spit that b+tch out like dеsiigner (grrah, grrah, grrah)
i stay with that uzi like i’m drama (woah, woah, woah)
walk up on that n+gga like, “what’s brackin’?” (like, “what’s poppin’, p+ssy?”)
headshot, somebody call his mama
b+tch you talking to the patek rockin’
12 punching, rockin’ gucci like i’m advertising
well wishes to them p+ssy n+ggas mad i got it
hated on me with my chicken, tried to sabatoge me (ha’)
real n+gga, never die, never lie
we got weed, we got bars, we got coke
tell the team on your broads, send my dawgs off the rope
my machine ringing off, like a phone off the hook (off the hook)
some sh+t that you was doing for a look
get your man smoked (brrt)

[chorus: young thug]
n+gga trying to creep inside your grave, man
f+ck it, buy a benz on his ass (skrt, skrt, aye)
f+ck that hoe, you know i been smashed
i’ma skeet off with 200 on my dash (smash, aye)
f+ck school, ain’t never went to class
f+ck a teacher, i was thumbin’ on they ass (okay, aye, okay)
hundred rounds right inside a tat+tat+tat+tat+tat+tat, yeah (pew+pew+pew, boom, boom, aye)

[verse 2: young thug]
will do this in a sec tired asf



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