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BEN410
BEN410
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Benjamin Lucas
Benjamin Lucas
Songwriter

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Get the fuck out my face Don't got nothing to say Hollow tip in AK, I can't fuck wit the Jakes Need to get out the states Nigga Ben living great Nigga play with my fam He on first 48 I, run to the cheddar, I'm coming for mine Got dee Barretta's, I'm gunnin' for mine Get it together, I'm coming dis time I cannot trust you, been telling me lies Nigga I swear that I'm one of a kind Niggas want features, they waiting in line I cannot trust you, Been telling me lies First 48, Nigga play and you gon' die Nigga pull up to the hood, We don't play there Got a bad bitch good, with a spray tan Finna make her all white, like a rape van Bitch you not my wife, We ain't een' friends Get you wacked, white chalk on the pavement Niggas bluff Jus talk, on the payment Did enough Work hard, what I'm sayin Bitch I ball so hard, every day in Get the fuck out my face Don't got nothing to say Hollow tip in AK, I can't fuck wit the Jakes Need to get out the states Nigga Ben living great Nigga play with my fam He on first 48 I, run to the cheddar, I'm coming for mine Got dee Barretta's, I'm gunnin' for mine Get it together, I'm coming dis time I cannot trust you, been telling me lies Nigga I swear that I'm one of a kind Niggas want features, they waiting in line I cannot trust you, Been telling me lies First 48, Nigga play and you gon' die Bitch wanna care take, choppa got the dead weight Drop another mixtape Fuck her wit' a straight face Gotta big ass drum, with the mack 10 only Stick crying out like it's singing happy birthday Bitch to thirsty, popped another perky Shordy wanna fuck in the morning too early Bitches be demons nigga bitches try to hurt me Nigga my son but he claiming that he birthed me Get the fuck out my face Don't got nothing to say Hollow tip in AK, I can't fuck wit the Jakes Need to get out the states Nigga Ben living great Nigga play with my fam He on first 48 I, run to the cheddar, I'm coming for mine Got dee Barretta's, I'm gunnin' for mine Get it together, I'm coming dis time I cannot trust you, been telling me lies Nigga I swear that I'm one of a kind Niggas want features, they waiting in line I cannot trust you, Been telling me lies First 48, Nigga play and you gon' die
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