benihana

Uh, bbno$ literally just started this song Already announced it and gon' finish it Skrrrr hey man, I'm sick as f*ck Flexin' with your bitch on the low low (Low low) And she's crawlin' back like a yo yo (Yo yo) Feelin' quite fast, I don't touch coke (Touch coke) bust 5, clip 5 torso (Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew) Run it, run it, run it, run it Run it, run it, run it, yuh Run it, run it, run it, run it Run it, run it, run it, yuh Ooh, run it lil' bitch, now you done it Flexin' on a hunnid (Thousand) Got that Gucci luggage (Uh) Just playin' bitch gravy got the JanSport Skrtin' when I transport All yo' money damn short (woah) Pull up on that bitch, chutney on her lip (Ay ay) Yokohama bitch, Benihana shit (Ay ay) That's that sauce (Sauce) My bitch thick like Ross (Whoa) Baby Jesus gave me teeth just So I could floss (SKEET) Baby Gravy got that mofuckin' chemistry (Flexin') Nah, lil' bitch, I don't like your energy I come for yo' head like a mofuckin' Kennedy (Oops) that's my remedy That's just how it's meant to be Flexin' with your bitch on the low low (Low low) And she's crawlin' back like a yo yo (Yo yo) Feelin' quite fast, I don't touch coke (Touch coke) bust 5, clip 5 torso (Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew) Run it, run it, run it, run it Run it, run it, run it, yuh Run it, run it, run it, run it Run it, run it, run it, yuh New set, new money, new bet, huh New girls, I don't care, I'm a tough one (Thot) you weak, one try and it's job done More henny in my cup, I'mma let it go She paint me yeah, she paint me Yeah, she paint me like Picasso Whoops, I'm an asshole Kick her from the castle I don't wanna hassle she just wanna tussle Do Re Mi Fa So diamonds on me dazzle Money keep on stackin' up I think I need a banker Yeah, I'm savin' all the money Yeah, I'm really quite the banker Yeah, I'm blastin' all these fools Right from my path i'm quite a tanker And I'll lightly tax your ass And yeah, your gonna thank me later, ay Go glen co co, pour mo, feelin' slow mo I dunno, get to the front door, Jane Doe Huh, bands bands bands bands bands, yeah Huh, bands bands bands bands bands Flexin' with your bitch on the low low (Low low) And she's crawlin' back like a yo yo (Yo yo) Feelin' quite fast, I don't touch coke (Touch coke) bust 5, clip 5 torso (Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew) Run it, run it, run it, run it Run it, run it, run it, yuh Run it, run it, run it, run it Run it, run it, run it, yuh Uh, see I'm with two things That's the shit's and your bitch, uh I pull up two ways Real quick or real slick, ay We comin' at y'all with that good shit That good shit, baby y'all ain't ready Baby Gravy that Baby Gravy