Cole Bennett

(Are you still taking the pain killers?) Uh Uh Uh, yeah Look I remember (I remember) I ain't even have no dinner, nigga, now I'm eating (for real) Steak and lobster, no more chicken tenders (ayy) I remember (I remember) we was beefin' with some other killers, now they dead (for real) 'Cause really me and all my brothers spinners (for real) I'm just sayin' (I'm just sayin'), when we catch him, we gon' spark his ass where he stand Left him layin' by the garbage can in front his mans (pussy) I ain't playin', shit get darker than pitch black Heat go click-clack, who go harder than us? Pray you don't become a target then (nope) I remember when this shit got started, we was all beginners January ain't here yet or December, middle of November, what up? I'ma keep gettin' money all winter No Limit, no law (ayy), got influence over all members (ayy) No Limit, no law, f*ck the rules, I'm a law bender Always in attendance, clear the smoke, that was my agenda (G Herbo) All he do is bark, he ain't got no fuckin' dog in him I grew up with heart Pull up, put the whip in park, simple (skrrt) Hop out, let it spark Put some hollow tips in his temple Everything a go on the menu Name some shit I didn't do (huh) Head shot, head shot, face, face He got left with pimples, dimples Now his body cold, igloo It's official, get your issue Mama nose need some tissue Everybody sayin' they miss you Rap, but I won't never diss you No homo, the pistol kiss you (muah) Play with lions, tigers, bears, and them bitches bit you Cut your grass everywhere, 'cause them snakes'll hiss too Draco got a switch too Go off like a missile (grrah) If them boys get to starvin', they eat through the gristle (grr) Thought I heard a purr, pussy boy, it fit you I'm rich, bitch, 100K on my wrist, Swerve whistle This shit lit, I'm havin' whips, mansions, and some pents too (ayy, ayy) When you pay that shit in cash, how they gon' evict you? (Uh) Do it better than your last, how they gon' forget you? (huh?) Get that paper, spend it (spend it) You can't take it with you Bank with knots It's a drum on the Glock, either way, you can hold fifty Ride 'round with menaces All the windows tinted Might be rented Hop out, shoot some shit like Cole Bennett