Lyrics:
Look a lil' bit like a swimming pool
Gucci my fit, money ain't shit
These Benjamin Frank's be identical
Smokin' on gas, chemicals
I trap and I rap,
got the game all in on lock
He talking 'bout bird, we get that by the flock
A Benjamin Franklin always in my knot
I got way too much love right there
the homies
I ain't even trippin', mayne my pockets never lonely
Benjamin Franklins and Grants stick together like
Boys in tough weather makin' noise
us (It's us)
I'm bout that money, but bro bout that action
He got the Nina tucked (He got it tucked)
He'll probably heat you up
A trip out to Cali, my
sleeping counting cheeps I’m up counting bread focus on Benjamin Greats not a chicken head got an expensive test for fast car designe tread valência my
dubs be
My car packed shorty, just like the club be
I'm sitting low to the ground, just like the bugs be
My baby mama fuck a G, she learning to love
makin' G's
But my youngin's causin' havoc
For that money I'm an addict
Where's it at? I gotta have it
Get that work through the mail
we just wrap it
overload I'm hailing over caesar
I'm rolling with a nine
She rolling with her nina
She know that I'm a boss
I got it on my own
She calling down phone
She
until I'm
Short winded in this bitch
Don't judge a book by it's
Cover, start skimming at you, bitch
Where my niggas that be poppin'
Them prescriptions?
was drinkin my juice
Wasnt really in the mood
Till I was approached by a beautiful angel
In the nude
But I flipped my top
When she sat that butter skin
swear to god back stroke that's a long shot
I swear to god click clack ya heart stop
Real G sh** what ya know about it
The trap house me and Nina we
Woke, ain't no sleeping my nigga you better Hold Da bag!
Benjamins..Rands and Naira...all the mulla...my nigga you better!
Anytime I get it does a nigga
I pull up with my shooter omg you looking nervous
Can't believe I can't back from the dead
Ice out watch blue Benjamins
Take a trip to south of France
Sayin
Fuck stacks to the ceiling...
Benjamin...
I want franklin figures
The letterman's
It's a party on my roof
You could let em in!
Money funny got
was nick
She gon see me at night
She like how I spit
She like how I write
She like how I talk
She loving my songs
Right by my side
She can’t do no wrong
can see me
My lifestyle not easy
Imma Dying breed No Polo But I know I'm still a G
Not saying dat I'm money man
I keep it in my pants
We don't bitch
this money that I been through
Sike, bitch I'm chillin', it's too easy for me
I ain't no fuckin' rat, I'm in love with the cheese
Big bro by my side got
niggas must have more stack in the safe
I mean ? nigga your safe is my safe
And I'm gonna make sure that my safe ain't your safe
By putting a .38 up in
Grinding every chance I get cz I’m all about my cheese
All about my cheddar broccoli Benjamin’s & cream
I don’t trust these hoes shit ain always what it
[Baby]
Too many playa hatin niggas in this world
[the B.G.]
That's why we ride through this world wit da black girl
[Baby]
Keep my nina for self
cop smoke, I ain't talkin' no spliff
That sawed off shotty, got it all off a shift
And that Nina turn a rock, that was caused by my wrist
Check my
a fright
Me and my bitch named Nina are fiendin' tonight
Ain't nobody livin' safe, got a plot, and I'm stressin'
All I want, is my muh'fuckin' money
a fright
Me and my bitch named Nina are fiendin' tonight
Ain't nobody livin' safe, got a plot, and I'm stressin'
All I want, is my muh'fuckin' money
I got nothing left to talk about
Just want money in my bank account
I don't even really care where it's from
I just want to pay for everything
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