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Benji Brandino

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Hey yo foreigner, you crazy for this one

How I'm posed to cope
I ain't no boxer but in the streets it's like I know the ropes
Junky for that cream a lot green I'm tryin' overdose
E like why you going to get ya strap, I'm like you know me bro I ain't wit da jokey jokes f*ck I look like Romey Rome
Trapped in the trap wit my traps bitch this home alone
I grab the buns and wrapped 'em up myself like a broken bone
I had beef round my crib big bro like you ain't going home
And if you is I'm coming to you ain't gotta go alone

That nigga got kids, but for me that nigga still a blow
I'm about to go out Houston, but man I'm still on go
And ain't nobody gas me up, ya bitch I'm still on low (facts though)

I'ma pull up 24, pull up shootin' hoodie on
That nigga tweakin' what he on, leave him leakin', runnin' home
Tire screechin', engine strong, vibe breach, I'm in my zone
Side piece, different chrome, side street, hit his dome

Fast cheese do a show, cash please, you movin' slow
Last week, gas team, smokin' dope
Blast team at your throat, mad schemes'll get you poked
Ya bitch a slider, it's a shame that you ain't know (sorry bro)

Talk to bro on the phone, glocks go bang, we do 'em wrong
Block rearrange, we move his home, hot like a flame on a stove
shot from a gauge, make him roll, bro in the cage, let him go
What you tryin' to do, stay up on your toes

My dogs on a chain, let him loose
Do your job, aim it and shoot
can't dodge the pain, tell the fuckin' truth
30k, gon' get him gone, know where he stay, invade his home

Balenci' all grey, just to make a fuckin' song
Try to go to Louisiana, get some Superdome
Yeah, you right, I'm trippin', look at all the places that I've flown
Swervin' in and out of niggas way like some traffic cone

Niggas claiming they in the field, but never Movin', lookin' like some gnomes they see i Went from bad to Gucci claimin' I'm a clone
Fix your posture, watch your tone
Bitches screamin', benji got plenty benji's he need to put me on

Cleaning money, no dirty laundry
I'm never talkin' business, unless it's the business that we own
I'm in my bag, I don't think they understand
Bitches I used to spit game to, curved me, now they standin' in the stands

Look, I see them in attendance
I realized nobody understood my vision, till I Showed them vivid
From house to house, wonderin' which one I live in
Honestly, I never had my own pot to piss in

Now they gettin' shitted on
All they stutterin' and staggerin' took too many L's for me to listen
Had to wise up pay attention, honesty at 15
You ask me what I wanted, I would've told you
A fuckin' smith n', yeah, uh
They say the keys to success is fuckin' locked
Well, I'm goin' in, kickin' every door that I visit
I just wanted more than basic, nobody a killer till he tempted

So please don't tempt me, got somebody main ting
Cookin' dinner for me, and I got somebody rent up on me
Man, you need to come and listen
2 TRILL, Northside Shit

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