Ben 10 (feat. Lul Baju)

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I be smokin' top-notch, that's Black Ash, then don't pass it
I'm tryna change, but I'm stuck on old habits
Feel like Boosie Badass, she wipe me down just like a napkin
Off the za, I'm so clueless, I don't never know what happened

Like, let me know somethin', tell me what it is
In real life, I'm one-of-one, I got it tatted on my skin
I'm locked in with real niggas, all my kin, they don't biz
Bitches sayin' that I'm fake, when I'm real, then they whiz

I'm 1K, cuz I keep it up in, that's what it is
Joe Louis on the mic, how a nigga punch an end
Big clocks to the face, I be smokin' Big Ben
Niggas flexin' G-Shocks, lookin' like they Ben ten

When I make it, I'ma go plane Jane like f*ck a presidential
I'm tryna go and buy some acres, f*ck a residential
You touch a hair on my blood, it's gon' be detrimental
And lil' baby get it mad, cuz I'm not sentimental

Big Brodie putting  belt to they ass, finna teach a lesson
My granny told me, boy, you better not ever block a lesson
That nigga smokin' two grams, well, I'm smokin' seven
And I'm really number one, so I can't be second

And all these niggas can't compete, because I'm that, nigga
And I be smokin' top shelf, no, this ain't that, nigga
Hell nah, I can't do a feat with you, because you ass, nigga
If it was me, I could bang it, they would pass, nigga

Yeah, so I'm doin' niggas mainey
Eight grams in the wood, I'm movin' slow, cuz I'm lazy
That dope, yeah, yeah
Eight grams in the wood, I'm movin' slow, cuz I'm lazy

Hey, nigga said some wild-ass shit, it's kinda shaky
Now that nigga mad at me about a bitch, don't blame me
Yo, got the Glocks, hit him with some fire fists
Luke Kane, he a boy, me Benz

F*ck the world, and f*ck the pain
Me the cook-ass hoes, always tryna talk crazy
I do it out the love, you ain't even gotta pay me
And I'm sippin' on a Wocky, and I got a nigga lazy

She thinks she a princess, lil' bitch, you not dazed
You goin' crazy on these bitches, and I ain't never wrote a rhyme
Nigga, I'm screamin' f*ck a ho, cuz they be wastin' time
Bitch, I'm like Tony Hawk, cuz I been reelin' in my grind

You ask, bitch, think I'm mad, but I'm Twitter, I'm fire
Me and Nas, back to back like Batman and Clark Kent
Yeah, I just said I'm a lil' bitch, but I can't tell you what you hear
When he win, say I broke a hoverball and make him sit

I'm a dog-ass nigga, but that bitch can't tell me shit
She got ass, lil' bitches, bitch, I'm song, f*ck it up
Shit, Ruby, when she seen a bitch, she tryna leave with us
Nigga, she get the plant, then another trouble, have to bite the dust

Fear God on his body, but that nigga ran from us
She like bodge, why you always talkin' out, but never drop
Bitch, she easy, I just do it just to make these niggas hot
If I feel it's gettin' tricky, I'ma have to shake the spot

You a nasty-ass nigga, why you eatin' on her twat
You a nasty-ass nigga, why you eatin' on her twat

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