Back From Vacation

Follow 0 fans

MarOnShits

2:50

1 View

Playlists:

#1

 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer

I'm in my room, and I'm thinkin' bout ben
I can't trust me, no bitch only trust' me my gen
Long Live bruh, make me wanna, go sin
We take' his ass out, he get plucked like a stem and free my big cousin, who stuck in the pen
Long live the guys, and free all the men
I start thinkin' bout you, I'm tryna go spin
I'm draggin' for bruh, and I dragg in' his name These bullets start flyin', shit fly like a plane
I'm gettin' this chicken , I ain't talkin' no canes
And he think that he's safe, choppa f*ck up his brain
Late night spinnin on the opp block lurkin ,
If I catch a opp nigga, you know I'ma kirkem
You niggas be cappin', and yo bitches surfin,
If You not gettin' money, just stay out my circle
And you get outta place, this shit can get thermal' Spinnin' they block they be dissin' n shit
If I catch a opp nigga, I'm tappin' his shit
Niggas be cappin' and rappin' and, bitch
It's za in this sheet, so I'm high as a bitch
High as a bitch, I be smokin' on  opps
speak on Lil Ben, I'ma hop out the car
I be robbin' these niggas, get sent to the stars
I'm smokin' on, bruh, he got put in a cart
Long live Ben, I be missin' you, bro
If you was still rappin', could've booked out some shows
All these niggas is dumb, they don't know what I know
You get took off the map, better watch how you joke
I know how to fight, I don't need me a pole
When I spin for  Lil Ben, I'ma shoot through the coat
Instagram cap got him hittin' his throat
He talk on the net now he off of the globe
I'm gettin' it in it's just me and the bros
If we spinnin' your rip, better stay on your toes
If i got this shit on me, just watch how I blow
I can't cuff me no bitch, cause these bitches be hoes
I came off the backend gotta stay in my zone
I don't know where I'm at, so I'm clutchin' my chrome

Last opp that was dissin, got hit with this pole
And im smoking on za, this shit hurt how I smoke niggas be soft', they be softer' than foam
He got hit in his shit he got turned to a drone

Why you talkin' that shit, you gon' shoot through the phone
got a G36, that shit, tucked by my lone
I got me a stick, I be playing with chops
2 rounds in the clip, so just pass me the drop
Fat shit in my dip, you get sent up to God

And brody be scamming be tappin them cards
I be slimin' shit out like a dragon, Im fly
Talk shit on the men, you get sent to the sky
My bitch she real bad nigga, you know she a dime

Fired, his ass up his got to runnin
All these rap-ass niggas makin these assumptions
F*ck shootin' at arms you get hit in yo pumpkin
You talkin that shit, but you not on nothin'
When this mag start to dumpin' it get to the bumpin
And I'm thuggin' for Ben, nigga, end of discussion
He got hit in this head, nigga, hit in his muffin
I'm gettin' this money, I'm gettin' it fast

You talkin' that shit, you  get turn to the past
long live bruh, shit got me tweakin
Smokin this za, shit got me geekin
Just caught a new body, that's two in a weekend

Your pockets is empty so why is we beefin'
It's that time off the month, I left his ass bleedin'
I just lost me my cro, so I'm jhi like beefin'
I be rey to up nigga just give me a reason

I'm countin' my cheese, it's that time of the season
He, thought I was a lick, so Ieft  his ass leakin'
Got hit in his mouth, nigga, no more speakin
And long live ben I was jhi like weapin'

Long live ben

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!