T.O.T.B. ft. Ling Sports & Monep Neptune Lyrics

Yeah

Tryna Find the Benzo like

Is it to Left Or the Right?

Yeah, Let me walk on this

Just clocked out from making them espresso's

Everything is Clyde I just wanna thank my Drexel

Jump-shot go crazy

Why she mad I'm so complex tho

I was 23 before 23 had to let go

Never needed the pep talk

My team they just let the ref talk

I gave her dead strokes

I'm sorry she living with a dead walk

The Castle strong

Just another wonder they wish they could cancel off

I'm the cancel man

With some niggas they just can't cancel off

Excuse me!

I'm sorry I'm bad with the script

I'm bad with the dip,

This is nach'O cheese, salsa for the hip

Trappin', Trappin', Trappin' out the Benzo

Tell you my story it's no wishes

She hella chocolate and ain't got no problem giving hella a kisses

I sold it for the low but the high is where the jet go

Do it only well but not only well is for the rent though

See me and my engine I still gotta leave em so suspenseful

Seen saw 5 shit was wack stay for the End though

Saw one of my dog switch sides welcome to Petco

I Seen them red flags before niggas was rocking Ecko

This some bullshit I can't play on or even let go

Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo

Summer of 2018, I would do the Barista

Black Coffeein sista's, Still keep me a sledge

You would thought I was Triple

I put her to bed, on her side it was cripple

Can't do tit for tat, only if it got nipples

Like Salvatore, Ripper, I paid for there grippers

This bitch got a grimoire, can't kill me I'm Benoit

We was up c'est soir, like Mya and Kim was

Outskirts of Frisco, She love to Disco,

I felt like Enzo

Realest in room, & the wrist DiVincenzo

Trapped out of the Benzo?

Fly to Paris, and I'd cop up some Kenzo

Poppin an Endo, model's like En Vogue

Yeah

Shawty extreme grab't the Kendo, STICK!

Tat's on Memento, her foot on RICKS!

Trap jump like Radric, the clothes cost BRICKS!

Don't got a Benzo, No Motion

Her motto, Notion

Life Adam Copeland, She don't do Coca

She eat the Okra, its why her shit is Pokin

Lost pounds in Poker, but Winback like force

She think it's dope hearing Perry & Sport

We was both born back when the N-6-was 4

Rap for a check so the whip ain't a Ford

Only Accords on the studio floor,

She'll come on board, once rags ain't a poor

That's when she'll forward, like she a foramor

Al like Digorno, see me in Formal

Mr Me Too, kill these kids in the Clone Wars

If anti-social, destroy the girl loaners

Ex birth a pick tell her, Perry don't want her

Trappin' out the Benzo, Benzo, Benzo, Benzo

Trappin' out the Benzo, Benzo, Benzo, Benzo

Trappin' out the Benzo, Benzo, Benzo, Benzo

Trappin' out the Benzo, Benzo, Benzo, Benzo