Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What a Difference , by - Jarren Benton. Release date: 21.07.2016
Song language: English
What a Difference |
| Oh what a difference, yeah, oh what a difference |
| I ain’t a killer, but don’t push me, I still made a killing |
| Oh what a difference, ay, oh what a difference |
| The cook up is real, why you think I’m in the kitchen? |
| Oh what a difference, yeah, oh what a difference |
| I ain’t a killer, but don’t push me, I still made a killing |
| Oh what a difference, wooh |
| You fuckin', I’m fuckin', ho what’s the difference? |
| Oh what a difference |
| Look how these fake bitches treat you when you fucked up and live in |
| grandmother’s house |
| Now watch how them same bitches treat you when you gettin' guap and you finally |
| get out |
| Oh what a difference |
| What a difference, a difference, when you smell like dead presidents |
| Shit get bald like Maleficent |
| Kick the door of your residence |
| A-Town's what I represent |
| Mix the Sprite with the medicine |
| Mama call me a reverend |
| On the east side like Jeffersons |
| Tell that bitch get a reference |
| In her mouth like a peppermint |
| Stick the clip in, I sniff acrylic |
| You bitches with it, I lift your spirit |
| I cut your neck with a pair of scissors |
| In the Hilton in Paris with Paris Hilton |
| Ain’t no mercy, I bury children |
| I’m an an-an-an-anomaly |
| Date with death, I took the bitch to the prom with me |
| Infrared scope on the star, no astronomy |
| Cutting off my enemies, tell them niggas call for me |
| Yeah, bitch it’s still FV |
| Shooting at your motherfucking yacht on a jet ski |
| Fuck the police, tell the pigs come arrest me |
| Pull off in a wraith, tell them pussy niggas catch me |
| Oh what a difference, yeah, oh what a difference |
| I ain’t a killer, but don’t push me, I still made a killing |
| Oh what a difference, ay, oh what a difference |
| The cook up is real, why you think I’m in the kitchen? |
| Oh what a difference, yeah, oh what a difference |
| I ain’t a killer, but don’t push me, I still made a killing |
| Oh what a difference, wooh |
| You fuckin', I’m fuckin', ho what’s the difference? |
| Oh what a difference |
| Oh, all my niggas on it, all they know is action |
| All my niggas greedy, no one know no satisfaction |
| No one know what happened, no relaxing |
| All we know is savage |
| Loaded rachets, broken bones and fragments |
| Ho I hope it happened faster than my e-mail |
| Cause load with no attachment, goin' over rachet |
| Homegrown reefer, I’m strapped with that chrome, long heater |
| I’m disrespectful, I’m in your quiet library with my phone on speaker |
| No respect for the po-po neither |
| I’ma-I'ma do what y’all would never do |
| I’ma split your head in two, whippin' residue |
| Sticking edibles in your kid’s vegetables |
| Skip ahead of you for getting scheduled |
| I’m getting sicker and sicker, it’s terrible, sniffin' this Theraflu |
| Shit is hysterical, listen to Perry or forget tryna listen to radio |
| Stick a clip in the stereo |
| Fixing to bury you so here we go now |
| Heavy gold crown 'bout the size of the merry-go-round |
| Never slow down, I let your ho 'round my dick cause it never go down |
| I leave 'em dead and below ground, boom! |
| Oh what a difference, yeah, oh what a difference |
| I ain’t a killer, but don’t push me, I still made a killing |
| Oh what a difference, ay, oh what a difference |
| The cook up is real, why you think I’m in the kitchen? |
| Oh what a difference, yeah, oh what a difference |
| I ain’t a killer, but don’t push me, I still made a killing |
| Oh what a difference, wooh |
| You fuckin', I’m fuckin', ho what’s the difference? |
| Oh what a difference |
| If you ask any of my niggas they’ll tell y’all it’s 420 every day |
| If she complain about how much we smokin', shit I just might not let her stay |
| Don’t push me, I escalate |
| I got two phones like Kevin Gates |
| I got bitches that handle bitches for me |
| Easy, I hit them, they text me the letter K |
| We gon' ride through them heaven gates |
| Leavin' earth and the devilish |
| Taking weed and the settlement |
| Fuck with me, you get handled with |
| By niggas that handle vases just like Richard Hamilton |
| Now that’s a face mask for your fake ass, better break fast |
| I’m breaking bad up in the kitchen, tryna make it last |
| My head is turning, my turning point, I get in the lab |
| Ho what’s the difference? |
| we not vibing, go get in the cab |
| What’s wrong with your hearing? |
| don’t get in your feelings |
| Can’t have nobody kill my spirit |
| I been counting, learning limits |
| My moments now and I am driven |
| Time is ticking, no complaining, bitchin', I ain’t with it |
| Players never play the victim |
| Man we 'bout that getting paid and play the system |
| Payin' homage, why you playin' with him? |
| Oh what a difference, yeah, oh what a difference |
| I ain’t a killer, but don’t push me, I still made a killing |
| Oh what a difference, ay, oh what a difference |
| The cook up is real, why you think I’m in the kitchen? |
| Oh what a difference, yeah, oh what a difference |
| I ain’t a killer, but don’t push me, I still made a killing |
| Oh what a difference, wooh |
| You fuckin', I’m fuckin', ho what’s the difference? |
| Oh what a difference |