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BENZO

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Lyrics

mmmmm and i said fuck it 
guess all that shit we been through 
it jus don’t add up to nun 
remember times i bought that bank out just so i can get you something 
invested all this time and you just left with no discussion
same bitch that stabbed my back said “I won’t fold on you for nothing”
its like we made some plans and I showed up but you ain’t come
what’s the point of building bridges if they burn she up and run 
guess I’m gon count these funds
getting money my only fun 

can’t wait till I blow up just like a TNT
just tell me how you feel and what you see in me
I need my crib so big this bitch a BNB
back then when I was broke these hoes ain’t think of eem
you tryna to place the blame on me that’s not my fault
don’t judge me about my past can’t take this pain at all
you said you’ll stick around ain’t answer when I called
ain’t like me I was broke but love me when I ball
Best stay the fuck from round me
for those who want to down me
don’t get too close to people 
I had to set that boundary
I had to cut my bitch
she had my mental drowning
i’m riding with my blic
if you try me i might down em
I put that on my kids
I pulled up in a droptop 
you used to see my ribs
I kick it with this thot thot
she tryna swallow my kids
i’m riding with this choppa 
got one inside the head 
yeaaaaaa

mmmmm and i said fuck it 
guess all that shit we been through 
it jus don’t add up to nun 
remember times i bought that bank out just so i can get you something 
invested all this time and you just left with no discussion
same bitch that stabbed my back said “I won’t fold on you for nothing”
is like we made some plans and I showed up but you ain’t come
what’s the point of building bridges if they burn she up and run 
guess I’m gon Count these funds
getting money my only fun

AWKWARD FREESTYLE (PROD . EEM TRIPLIN)

SMOKE & MIRRORS

man idk

Lyrics

This Louie V Belt wrapped around my head
Need me sum diamonds bussin out my dreads
I'm locked in with my homies
Can't fall out bout no bitch
They asking why she leave me
My nigga this is it
I told that hoe i wish that she was dead
It hurt but i can't take back what i said
The choppa and the glocky by the bed
A nigga run up on me imma pop shit
Mmm
I thought that we was rocking
But it stopped quick
Mmm
I thought i had yo key like a locksmith
Mmm
I just was up in cali now i'm sitting in my room
Just staring at the ceiling i ain't got shit to do
Ran up 100 bands i ain't got shit to prove
I finally took a dub all i used to do it loose
We hop up in that beam throw that shit back and cruise
She sit and give me brain till i sit back and snooze

This Gucci Raf and Fendi
Im ballin like a bitch now
She wasn't fucking with me
Me and my bitch was riding round the city looking pretty
Smoke a L we getting litty
Finna pull up to the getty
My bitch boujee bad sadity
Use to keep her on my side up at all times
Then i had to realize she ain't all mines
Bitch i'm locked in wit my gang likes it mob ties
Last time that i was broke it was a far cry
But This Louie V Belt wrapped around my head
Need me sum diamonds bussin out my dreads
I'm locked in with my homies
Can't fall out bout no bitch
They asking why she leave me
My nigga this is it
I told that hoe i wish that she was dead
It hurt but i can't take back what i said
The choppa and the glocky by the bed
A nigga run up on me imma pop shit
Mmm
I thought that we was rocking
But it stopped quick
Mmm
I thought i had yo key like a locksmith
Mmm
I just was up in cali now i'm sitting in my room
Just staring at the ceiling i ain't got shit to do
Ran up 100 bands i ain't got shit to prove
I finally took a dub all i used to do it loose
We hop up in that beam throw that shit back and cruise
She sit and give me brain till i sit back and snooze

LOUIE V (PROD. EEM TRIPLIN & CHARLIE MYLES)

(Prod By. Eem Triplin & Charlie Myles)

Lyrics:
Loving won't get much better
Loving won't get much better
Loving won't get much better
Loving won't get much better
Uh 1 time for the hoe
2 times up for the gang
30 rounds and a scope topside that's what i claim
Can't trick on a hoe i ain't never stress about a bitch
Fell out with my folks but i guess it is what it is
1 thing i need to know if i fucked up would you tell me
Don't know if i should up and go
Cause staying wit you isn't healthy
Know i keep my feelings on the low
But i think it's time to let you know
I don't wanna see you up and go
But i think it's time to let you go

Pray to god every day so i get him
To wash away all of my sins
What's the point of giving you a chance
If you might just do it again
I'm protected with all of my friends
From the opps that want revenge
You can ride around in my side of town
You can spin around in my Benz
Get whatever you want lil baby i got it
Know you can talk all that shit cause you poppin
Walk in the function the stick in my pocket
Nigga try me he gon die bout this Prada
I got a stick on my hip and that bitch really cooking and flipping like it's Benihana's
Bet he don't know that she fuck with the oppas
Better stay cool watch that car that's behind em
Fuck what they talking bout we might go rob em
Bodies be dropping we put em in coffins
Glock 9 on me we is not boxing
Stick on my hip finna solve all the problems
Fuck a millimeter bitch i ride with a shotty
Bullet holes all on his chest and his body
Big drip on a hoe lie Fivi
Only trust god cause he got me
I thought that we were friends
But i guess i was thinking wrong
I can't pretend that you was just my only one
I'll make amends
I'm coming clean to you for once
Are we still friends?
Ahh yea Ahh yea Ahh yea Ahh yea
1 time for the hoe
2 times up for the gang
30 rounds and a scope topside that's what i claim
Can't trick on a hoe i ain't never stress about a bitch
Fell out with my folks but i guess it is what it is
1 thing i need to know if i fucked up would you tell me
Don't know if i should up and go
Cause staying wit you isn't healthy
Know i keep my feelings on the low
But i think it's time to let you know
I don't wanna see you up and go
But i think it's time to let you go

LET YOU KNOW FT. $NOT

Leave Her

Yeah Yuh Yeah Ok Yuh)
I’m scrollin’ thru the opp page (opp page)
Wait until they slip and drop a location (location)
Give a fuck if it’s a hundred, we gon’ take it (we gon’ take it)
We gon’ run down and take that Human Made (that Human Made)
We gon’ run down and give em Boosie Fade (that Boosie Fade)
I drop her top down, she give me stupid brain (that stupid brain) 
Cause I’m on top now, these n*gga’s love to hate (yeah yuh)
I run the funds up and then I allocate (get that bag yeah yuh)
I just put some bands on an opp (on an opp yuh)
Had my lil bitch go and get the drop (get that drop yeah)
I heard these n*ggas lookin’ for my spot (for my spot yeah)
They asked me what I got, I said ‘alot’ (said ‘alot’)
That bitch money hungry, looking for that bag (for that bag)
Drop that pin, we gon’ spin, we on his ass (we on his ass)
Guap bussin out my jeans, pockets fat (pockets fat)
You ain’t gang nem, you don’t get a pass (you don’t get a pass, fuck n*gga) 
I’m scrollin’ thru the opp page (opp page)
Wait until they slip and drop a location (location)
Give a fuck if it’s a hundred, we gon’ take it (we gon’ take it)
We gon’ run down and take that Human Made (that Human Made)
We gon’ run down and give em Boosie Fades (that Boosie Fade) 
I drop her top down, she give me stupid brain (that stupid brain) 
Cause I’m on top now, these n*gga’s love to hate (yeah yuh)
I run the funds up and then I allocate (get that bag yeah yuh) 
Keep GG on my side
Run up, you can die
The opps stay behind
Told them catch up like they Heinz
I’m standing on my business
You can tell i’m ‘bout mine
You ain’t standin’ on yo business
You ain’t even got a dime
Give a fuck if you cuffin’ that bitch she ain’t mine
Told my old bitch, ‘if you on hoe shit it ain’t flyin’
And i know this, you think you know shit, you ain’t God
You want me for yourself, get in line (yeah yuh)
I’m scrollin’ thru the opp page (opp page)
Wait until they slip and drop a location (location)
Give a fuck if it’s a hundred, we gon’ take it (we gon’ take it) 
We gon’ run down and take that Human Made (that Human Made) 
We gon’ run down and give em Boosie Fades (that Boosie Fade) 
I drop her top down, she give me stupid brain (that stupid brain) 
Cause I’m on top now, these n*gga’s love to hate (yeah yuh)
I run the funds up and then I allocate (get that bag yeah yuh)

ALLOCATE

Ahahahah
Yeah, Yeah Yuh Yuh (Yeah) x8
My lil woah put the racks in the bank (Yeah Yeah) 
My bitch so bad she a saint (Yeah Yeah)
Yo chain don’t shine cause it’s fake (Yeah Yeah) 
My chain hang low to the paint (Yeah Yeah) 
The opp wont last cause he hatin’ (Yeah Yeah) 
My pockets on 4L gang (Yeah Yeah)
So clean not a damn stain on me (Yeah Yeah) 
Bitch it’s Eem and they know that name (Yeah Yeah) 
Yeah, Yeah Yuh Yuh (Yeah)
Can i slide on you baby? (Yeah Yeah)
I like how you ride on me baby (Yeah Yeah)
You betta not get tired on me baby (Yeah Yeah)
If you do, that’s fine with me baby (Yeah Yeah) 
Bought a Birkin bag for my lady (Yeah Yeah) 
She so high class she insane (Yeah Yeah)
Got the 2023 Mercedes (Yeah Yeah)
Got a ‘30-’30 for the opp (Yeah Yeah)
Got a slimy hoe for the drop (Yeah Yeah)
Got a Trojan condom for the thot (Yeah Yeah) 
Got a cooling kit when it’s hot (Yeah Yeah)
Got a Louie belt on my head (Yeah Yeah) 
And I’m still pretty as a man (Yeah Yeah) 
And she’s still pretty wit her friends (Yeah Yeah)
I like all my hoes lesbian (Yeah Yeah)
I like all my hoes wit they friends (hahahaha) 
Yeah, yeah yuh yuh (yeah) x8

YEAH YEAH!

YEAH YEAH! (PROD. EEM TRIPLIN)

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