Credits
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BEN410
Songwriter:in
Benjamin Lucas
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Get the fuck out my face
Don't got nothing to say
Hollow tip in AK, I can't fuck wit the Jakes
Need to get out the states
Nigga Ben living great
Nigga play with my fam
He on first 48
I, run to the cheddar, I'm coming for mine
Got dee Barretta's, I'm gunnin' for mine
Get it together, I'm coming dis time
I cannot trust you, been telling me lies
Nigga I swear that I'm one of a kind
Niggas want features, they waiting in line
I cannot trust you, Been telling me lies
First 48, Nigga play and you gon' die
Nigga pull up to the hood, We don't play there
Got a bad bitch good, with a spray tan
Finna make her all white, like a rape van
Bitch you not my wife, We ain't een' friends
Get you wacked, white chalk on the pavement
Niggas bluff
Jus talk, on the payment
Did enough
Work hard, what I'm sayin
Bitch I ball so hard, every day in
Get the fuck out my face
Don't got nothing to say
Hollow tip in AK, I can't fuck wit the Jakes
Need to get out the states
Nigga Ben living great
Nigga play with my fam
He on first 48
I, run to the cheddar, I'm coming for mine
Got dee Barretta's, I'm gunnin' for mine
Get it together, I'm coming dis time
I cannot trust you, been telling me lies
Nigga I swear that I'm one of a kind
Niggas want features, they waiting in line
I cannot trust you, Been telling me lies
First 48, Nigga play and you gon' die
Bitch wanna care take, choppa got the dead weight
Drop another mixtape
Fuck her wit' a straight face
Gotta big ass drum, with the mack 10 only
Stick crying out like it's singing happy birthday
Bitch to thirsty, popped another perky
Shordy wanna fuck in the morning too early
Bitches be demons nigga bitches try to hurt me
Nigga my son but he claiming that he birthed me
Get the fuck out my face
Don't got nothing to say
Hollow tip in AK, I can't fuck wit the Jakes
Need to get out the states
Nigga Ben living great
Nigga play with my fam
He on first 48
I, run to the cheddar, I'm coming for mine
Got dee Barretta's, I'm gunnin' for mine
Get it together, I'm coming dis time
I cannot trust you, been telling me lies
Nigga I swear that I'm one of a kind
Niggas want features, they waiting in line
I cannot trust you, Been telling me lies
First 48, Nigga play and you gon' die
Writer(s): Benjamin Lucas
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