Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Benz, artist - Young Dolph. Album song Rich Slave, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 21.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Paper Route Empire
Song language: English
Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz (Skrrt) |
| Pull up, AMG, Balenciagas on my feet (Big motherfuckers) |
| I feel like God blessed me every time that I sneeze (Bless you) |
| Trap nigga, but today I’m eatin' Japanese (Beni') |
| Somewhere chasin' a big bag of money where I be’s (Count 'em) |
| Blue racks, blue racks, that’s all that I see (Stacks) |
| Skip school just to go sell P’s and kick it with the G’s (Ayy) |
| Ridin' dirty out in traffic, watch me bob and weave (Watch out) |
| She got mad at her boyfriend and let me fuck up her weave |
| Huh, ha, bitch, please (Bitch, please) |
| Left wrist plus right wrist below eighty degrees (Froze), huh |
| Yeah, I need some skis (You stupid, bruh) |
| You can’t name another nigga cold as me (For real) |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| Countin' all this paper got my fingers hurtin' (Gimme that rubber band) |
| Take a Perky (Take a Perky), pour a dirty (Dirty-dirty) |
| She thick as fuck, I call the girl «Beef Jerky» («Beef Jerky») |
| Clown-ass nigga belong in the circus (God damn) |
| Eighty racks on me, drive-through at Church’s (Gimme a two piece) |
| Them bullshit diamonds, your jewelry box worthless (Get the fuck outta here) |
| Camo outside, inside Hermès (Yeah, yeah) |
| Was in the trap thinkin' practice make perfect, ayy |
| Talk shit like Cassius Clay (Damn), ayy |
| Came up off chronic just like Dr. Dre, huh, ayy (Ayy) |
| The only thing I did was hustle and pray, ayy (Ayy) |
| Mannie Fresh was my Jam Master Jay (Yeah) |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |
| I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz |