Feeling Free
๐ต 1773 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:12 duration
๐ ID: 23252459
๐ Lyrics
Now I'm just ridin' with the Benjis, bitch, my best friend name is Benjamin
They said I wouldn't make it, bitch, I'm right back with the hits again
Ain't text back in the week, that pussy weak, I need your friend again
She claimin' I cheat until I'm guilty, bitch, I'm innocent,
innocence
Two-tone Bentley coupe, I need that Benz again I pass it to the gang like Dolla Dame, she scoot like Henderson Talk tough on the gram, the Glock reel em in like a fisherman
She told you we was fuckin', boy, don't ask me bout that bitch again,
Damn, I might pop this bitch, bro nem smokin' opps and shit
My younger bitch too rachet , she keep playin' around with the Glock and shit
I can't argue, bitch, I'm a professional at blockin' shit That nigga got the court and got to singin' on some opera shit
I can't do no fakin', dis my gang, yo ass get touched
This that type of chopper, that's gon' turn a opp into a blunt
Put this .30 to his back, Stephen Curry, that glizzy clutch
We had bands on top of bands way before P-U-A and Trump
Big Losa they know what's up, this Glock, got kick like a punt
It's like 50 of them hoes in my DM, tryna eat this nut
Bro was trappin' out the high speed, I'm hittin' licks out the truck
Keep that shotgun riding ', shotguns since all the opps like to front
Let's hit the bank and stuff 150 inside the mattress
Glock on 50, he get to steppin' like Michael Jackson
I get in my feelings, my side bitch gon' send me five attachments
You fresh as hell, but your kid's dusty, you steppin' backwards
You fly as fuck at your nana house, boy, you flexin' backwards
These rappers cappers, so why you tryna impress the actors
We be online in that field, them young niggas really active' Went to bed rich, woke up richer, that income really passin
We outta here
They said I wouldn't make it, bitch, I'm right back with the hits again
Ain't text back in the week, that pussy weak, I need your friend again
She claimin' I cheat until I'm guilty, bitch, I'm innocent,
innocence
Two-tone Bentley coupe, I need that Benz again I pass it to the gang like Dolla Dame, she scoot like Henderson Talk tough on the gram, the Glock reel em in like a fisherman
She told you we was fuckin', boy, don't ask me bout that bitch again,
Damn, I might pop this bitch, bro nem smokin' opps and shit
My younger bitch too rachet , she keep playin' around with the Glock and shit
I can't argue, bitch, I'm a professional at blockin' shit That nigga got the court and got to singin' on some opera shit
I can't do no fakin', dis my gang, yo ass get touched
This that type of chopper, that's gon' turn a opp into a blunt
Put this .30 to his back, Stephen Curry, that glizzy clutch
We had bands on top of bands way before P-U-A and Trump
Big Losa they know what's up, this Glock, got kick like a punt
It's like 50 of them hoes in my DM, tryna eat this nut
Bro was trappin' out the high speed, I'm hittin' licks out the truck
Keep that shotgun riding ', shotguns since all the opps like to front
Let's hit the bank and stuff 150 inside the mattress
Glock on 50, he get to steppin' like Michael Jackson
I get in my feelings, my side bitch gon' send me five attachments
You fresh as hell, but your kid's dusty, you steppin' backwards
You fly as fuck at your nana house, boy, you flexin' backwards
These rappers cappers, so why you tryna impress the actors
We be online in that field, them young niggas really active' Went to bed rich, woke up richer, that income really passin
We outta here