Lyrics:
the best at what I do call me Bruce Lee
Pull up in my tangerine Bentley
Top down convertible entry
Got my day ones on my back like a sentry
We're in
on a muscle bag
And I come through your window
Just like I'm Bruh Man
Paper chasin', paper chasin'
MMG I'm paper chasin
Take you where you can't see black
By
And living not hating
He shot out the dock
We yacht racing
Hmm
Living in Cali
But not in the valley
Malibu
How is it true
Where a Bentley is like a Audi
always look at me like that, you feel me?"
There's a girl named Wendy, love black Bentley's
Nails in her mouth, stay tryin' to tempt me
She rolls with
whip it
Me and your bitch in a Bentley
Making it rain when she stripping
Hold up the umbrella like Bentley
Fuck with a nigga that's righteous
Call
That .33 on me like Pippen again, I been a bull
Niggas know I won't fold, I been to war
Rap beef, street beef, really done did 'em all
I get money,
Bentley
Pussy so good, got me comin' cunch
I hit you from the back, like a sucker punch
Been to your hood, your block sweet
Used to have to stream
titty
Anything she want she can get it
Anything you see, you can get it (get it)
Here go the keys to the Bentley
When I fuck her, I got good
If that pussy good it's gon' sell itself
If that dope A1 then it's gon' sell itself
If that bankroll all 100's, it speak for itself
Do it by
Best known for drives on bikes
Tell your man to stop sendin me kites
We Tigers Woods in the 'hood
The Odd Couple up to no good
Y'all handsome and plus
There's nothin' I won't do
From the hood life to the good life
Baby lets spur you listen to me
You'll love me cuz im good with words
50 speak game like game
never leave
I'ma make a million off the melodies
Shorty look good and she begging me
A5 wagyu check please
Shawty I'm the man like Leslie
So u better play
like a bass (the max)
No love for the past, just got a Bentley, I hope I don't crash (no past)
I got all this cash, if I lose money, I'm making it back
the fans in front
Going super crazy and I wanna thank the man above
I guess I got another one
I just wanna have some fun and a good time
With a baddie by
uh
Man see I remember when I was like fifteen years old and my dad took me to the studio--
I know this is random I'm just trying to take you guys
good, what she tell ya? I'm good
What you see? Looking good
Man I'm killing it, riding in that brand new
Swimming through the streets, looking like
coupe, with my fucking gang
She got caught talkin' to me, like
what you bangin', what you bangin'
I'm just tryna run, tryna run a train
I'm just tryna
the Tims, keep your bread
And live good, East coast West coast worldwide
All my playas in the hood stay fly
And if your ballin let me hear you say right
the Tims, keep your bread
And live good, East coast West coast worldwide
All my playas in the hood stay fly
And if your ballin let me hear you say right
the Tims, keep your bread
And live good, East coast West coast worldwide
All my playas in the hood stay fly
And if your ballin let me hear you say right
give mum a grandson
These ladies moving crazy, uh
Wanna have babies by me
Lately I've been keepin' my head down
Ain't been wildin', takin' time out
I be walkin' in Givenchy, broke nigga miss me
Got your thotty tryna kiss me, she seen that Bentley
My young nigga servin' chickens, get a ten piece
of luck
Heard niggas talking bout me but I really don't give a fuck
I'm focused on myself, tryna get a Bentley truck
Tryna buy my mama house
She the one
don't know I'm trying to save her
Man, them niggas tried to play me
Man, 'til I got this paper
You're nobody 'til somebody kills you
Blast for me
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