Boy In The Benz

Yeah, I'm not rapping, I'm just talking Real shit F*ck you talking about, let's go Boy in the benz, you're girl a fan So hot you may catch a tan If you stand around 40 put you in the ground Librarian my Glock, don't make a sound Woof, woof, I'm a dog, f*ck the hound Sell it all, damn, but only by the pound Feel like DaVan, cause I'm about to drown King of the game, where's my crown? Got a choppa on me, it's a beam Freddy Krueger, I'm all up in your dreams I love pills, I love lean, I'm a fiend Take one or two and then fall asleep I'm not for the chit-chat If he talking tough, push him back I was trapping in my math class Spend it all and make it back I'm not for the chit-chat If he talking tough, push him back I was trapping in my math class Spend it all and make it back I'm so fucking high Drugs going toe to toe Percs and the lean Call me a fiend Call me first one on the scene DaVan roaming free Bitch, I'm a dog Rolling off the leash Yeah, One two Yeah, One two