Bentley Truck ft. LME Steppa Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
All my niggas steppin' out the pot, we crispy than a bitch
I ain't listenin' to no nigga, better get on your shit
Cause I be ridin' with a 40, tryna hit up a lick
This shit so hot, I get to sweatin' when I'm holdin' a blick
Oh no, no, no, no, niggas don't want war with us
I hope yo shoes backward when you get hit out the bus
I ain't got the time to chat, why you wanna fuss
I just know a hundred shots goin' through the Bentley truck
Why them niggas cappin', they ain't never bout that action
I keep the fuzzes on my screen, tell me who want the static
I throw the oop to steppa like we was Kareem and Magic
And nah, nigga, I ain't never been in passive
This chopper big as shit, I call it colossal
And I'm lookin' for the dead opps, like I'm diggin' fossils
He never had a home, put him up in the foster
Them bitches lamer than a bitch, you better upgrade ya rosta
I ain't got the time to chat it up with them fuck niggas
All my niggas pushin' 80 when we get them hot wheelas
He got a rash up on his arm, tryna find another jigga
Ever since I started standin' on the racks, I started standin' way bigger
And I ain't runnin' from shit, I'm on the West End with it
I go off the dome, but they think my big game wicked
Plenty bad hoes, nigga I'm tryna run up the benji's
I got that back door, locked niggas tryna get me
She got Van Cleef on, but she still won't fendi
If you want do me some, it ain't nothin' to get with me
I'm like, don't lose me
You don't wanna feel that drac, that bitch came from Romania
He got it all in his face now that pussy bitch ain't sayin' none
Feeling' dat he ain't finna play with us
Dicked out, they gay as fuck
Who gon' try first, who brave enough
He so slime that, be praisin' him
He ain't hittin' shit, he ain't grazin' nothing
Keep that fire, nigga, I'ma blaze you up
Make you a plate imma take one
I'ma take one
Through the night, it's a murder one
On these drugs, I'm so strong
Pussy boy gon' need his pampers changed when he meet the devil's son
And don't compare me to these puss ass rappers
Don't sit back with these demons, I don't stay far from the pastor
He try to run like he Ricky, but that switch a lil faster
Double cup, full of dope, fuck it up with some ashes
All my niggas steppin' out the pot, we crispy than a bitch
I ain't listenin' to no nigga, better get on your shit
Cause I be ridin' with a 40, tryna hit up a lick
This shit so hot, I get to sweatin' when I'm holdin' a blick
Oh no, no, no, no, niggas don't want war with us
I hope yo shoes backward when you get hit out the bus
I ain't got the time to chat, why you wanna fuss
I just know a hundred shots goin' through the Bentley truck