Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 94 Bentley , by - SAINt JHN. Release date: 22.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
94 Bentley |
| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
| Brrt |
| Burn it down, burn it down, speedin' down ready |
| Heaven don't let me down, comin' down heavy |
| Brooklyn nigga, ridin' low in the Chevy |
| Make this '94 feel like a Bentley |
| Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up |
| Turnt up, tryna kill the pain with my sick cup |
| Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up |
| Whole block, whole gang prayin', I deliver |
| Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up |
| Turnt up, tryna kill the pain in my sick cup |
| Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up |
| Whole block, whole gang prayin', I deliver |
| (Oh-oh) |
| Uncle Munsen in the corner playin' dominoes |
| He a genius, trappers never make the honor roll |
| Oh, but to me you're the one though |
| Screamin' Rastafari 'til I die, sellin' cocaine gumbo |
| I'm just good at playin' dumb |
| Young chameleon seen the Rover with the paper tags |
| Spendin' paper racin', tryna get his childhood back |
| It's cool, he's back on road |
| Burn it down, burn it down, speedin' down ready |
| Heaven don't let me down, comin' down heavy |
| Brooklyn nigga, ridin' low in the Chevy |
| Make this '94 feel like a Bentley |
| Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up |
| Turnt up, tryna kill the pain with my sick cup |
| Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up |
| Whole block, whole gang prayin', I deliver |
| Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up |
| Turnt up, tryna kill the pain in my sick cup |
| Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up |
| Whole block, whole gang prayin', I deliver |
| Now they would never stop, even if I fall |
| If I ever die, it's nobody's fault |
| Just don't let me down, just don't break my heart |
| In my '94 Bentley, I'm a fucking star |