Houdini Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, what, what, what

Bread gang

R.B.E Benji

The pack it disappear, houdini I'm about my fettuccine

Designer foods, I eat linguine

Just cashed out on Some Buscemi cruising' round

All in my beamer, don't get wet up, Aquafina

Tommy Hills, hold up my Nina

Turn that bitch to a believer

The pack it disappear, houdini I'm about my fettuccine

Designer foods, I eat linguine

Just cashed out on Some Buscemi cruising round

All in my beamer, don't get wet up, Aquafina

Tommy Hills, hold up my Nina

Turn that bitch to a believer

I turn that bitch to a believer

Don't trust no soul, you know that Benji keep his heater

Don't love, no ho, cause bitches, they all fucking cheaters

Like fuck these hoes, cause Benji, he don't fucking need her

Foreign cars, I don't ride Steamers, pull up bad bitch Mona Lisa

Hey, I'm Benji, nice to meet you

You a badass, Mama cita

Chasing' money like a cheetah

Smoking dope, my odor reefer

Take ya bitch, but I won't beat her

I'ma hit it, then I'll leave her

The pack it disappear, houdini I'm about my fettuccine

Designer foods, I eat linguine

Just cashed out on Some Buscemi cruising round

All in my beamer, don't get wet up, Aquafina

Tommy Hills, hold up my Nina

Turn that bitch to a believer

The pack it disappear, houdini I'm about my fettuccine

Designer foods, I eat linguine

Just cashed out on Some Buscemi cruising round

All in my beamer, don't get wet up, Aquafina

Tommy Hills, hold up my Nina

Turn that bitch to a believer