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Late night hear the creeping hear the skirt off the Benz

Off the Benz yeah

Late night hear the creeping hear the skirt off the Benz

5, 6, shots which means they gonna slide again, again

They put that shit in reverse slide again, again

I took that bitch like a Perc she ride again, again

Mm yeah, bitch you cannot dodge the F&N

I been riding in the monster getting paid off dividends

I could get that bitch in the back to fuck again yeah

They don't wanna slide cause the ride comes to an end yeah

I played that bitch how I do them sticks

When I shoot my shot bitch I hardly miss

The thinking like a game until I shoot the bitch a FPS a shooter bitch

If I was you I would cool the shit, a looter I be scooping shit huh

He a rat he done doodled shit

Boom him, cause that's the only way we know how to tutor

This bitch she riding me yeah she knows tricks like I'm a scooter

I got,the blues in my pocket like a fucking Hoover

I got drugs in my mouth I be smoking like a loser boy

How I'm bagging bitches? I just fucked up on a cougar boy

Sneak up in her house cause her kids on snoozer

She got a man got a spouse she be smoking a lot of hookah

I don't wanna do it to him, she wanna ride again

Pockets on swole I be carrying like 10 bands

Fuck her in her house and her best friend yeah

Late night hear the creeping hear the skirt off the Benz

5, 6, shots which means they gonna slide again, again

They put that shit in reverse slide again, again

I took that bitch like a Perc she ride again, again

Mm yeah, bitch you cannot dodge the F&N

I been riding in the monster getting paid off dividends

Y'all need some fucking cash y'all running out of bands

Y'all need some fucking bitches get the fuck up off the gram

I be rocking Ben Simmons, yeah I get fucking fly

I get all 10 digits, fly her out to Dubai

She spend a band on some tickets

Cause she wanna say goodbye

I burnt some damn bridges

Cause I don't fuck with y'all little bitches

Cause I don't fuck with y'all little lames

Better by myself than with frauds in my bank

I got a piece on my neck on my chain

Mamma think that I'ma saint, huh, I done did some shit for this Cartier

I done did some shit I regret, I got these bitches on my neck, put they bitches on my chest

I'm a addict think I'm in love with sex

Yeah what's next, yeah what's next taking off like a jet

Take off who is on his set

You thinking that he gang till they pop him in his vest

Ain't no plates on the Vet ain't no plates on his chest

Catch a hot leave a mess, take his wallet, take his slot

Shooter head to Quebec

Late night hear the creeping hear the skirt off the Benz

5, 6, shots which means they gonna slide again, again

They put that shit in reverse slide again, again

I took that bitch like a Perc she ride again, again

Mm yeah, bitch you cannot dodge the F&N

I been riding in the monster getting paid off dividends

Riding in the monster getting paid off dividends

Getting paid off dividends