Hustle
Ice TrEy & Trench
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Benji's dough hunnids, shit, hustle for the money Benji's dough hunnids, shit, hustle for the money I ain't letting up till the gas is done And I be lighting up I be passing one Put ya hands up tryna have some fun I want a vibe and I'm catching one Go extra stuntin on a jet or sumn I know the 'vette it rumble I gotta rack of hunnids For the passion hunger And all the pressure coming And it ain't lit if I ain't at the function But I switch shit up authentically mentally The game needa medic so they sending me readily They say need a minute I got heavy artillery And they ain't gonna win it got em breathing all heavily You wanna learn the spitting well listen and study me Flow so dirty on the mic and I muddy beats Low end flow Aw they liking me suddenly Bitch not a Sunday my whole week it be sucker free In a mansion I'll be dancing Living real fancy Once they get a clue and they Realize what they missing Everybody in the world gon listen I'm not kidding we'll get rich and Personal chef up in the kitchen Cook me sumn I need a fixin' You could get rich but I'll still be richer Benji's dough hunnids, shit, hustle for the money, Benji's dough hunnids, shit, hustle for the money They want some of that energy An I don't care who hating cause these real niggas feeling me Criss cross apple sauce a op gon' catch em in the streets And if they lock me up you know I'm coming back a fucking beast I can show you how to trap on backroads an in the concrete On real gang shit I'm laughing when I see these wanna b-s I can pop up get the bag off then I'm off the scene I Got this bitch bouncing back an forth like a trampoline Felt like John cena with the strap nigga you can't see it You can keep that fake talk away Cause over here we really bleeding I can tell they really bapping if I said it then I mean it I do the shit for passion you sound stupid for no reason Dumbass nigga who you think fooling My nigga really whipping up had the trap boomin My niggas really in the Stu bickin back boolin My niggas really pull up on em action with the tool sticks F*ck you and that crew you bool with Fake flexing other peoples tools ain't equipped for a job You be hanging with them snakes I be hanging with the mob Acting like you gotta stick bitch i really gotta mop Not a Janitor If thats yo bitch then why my homie over there slamming her Pussy acting like he gangster won't do it in my perimeter And I don't need nobody come im liam nelsson solo finish ya Said he want the bag had to ask em what's the business bruh Nigga tried to hop up onto me and I had to get that boy Yeah one more time with it Ice Trey Trench Bitch
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