Bentley Trucks (feat. Whitness)

Bentley truck Sittin low, 40 tuck Dirty cup full of mud and I'm breaking down that But I don't know why hating ass n***as on my dick when they shouldn't I could shoot you but I really really wouldn't Hood n***as with me on goal And they don't think twice oh no they wouldn't Y'all n***as sweet as f*ck, y'all n***as sweet like pudding And I'm swerving in the drop and I'm running from the cops So you know I got all the feds looking Indica, Sativa, I smoke it up Burn it down and puff, I don't give a f*ck Tryna act tough bitch holds these nuts Whitness, Whitness Yeah I'm rapping on the beat Whitness, Whitness Yeah that man keep all the heat you tripping Thinking that you could ever be like me And as far I can see All y'all n***as pussy yeah Y'all n***as try I just sigh I'm on another level Celebrate greatness Whitness Yeah he's so monumental I'm bad environmental Your girl she gives me mental Keep that between us, yeah it's hard to trust that shit so confidential Life that I live is so ruthless Fight me, bitch, I'll leave you toothless Yeah all y'all n***as so clueless Ice on my wrist I'm the coolest All y'all lame rappers so useless Bury you with some red tulips Mastermind call me George Lucas Shoot the 3 yeah I stay hooping Bentley truck Sittin low, 40 tuck Dirty cup full of mud and I'm breaking down that But I don't know why hating ass niggas on my dick when they shouldn't I could shoot you but I really really wouldn't Hood n***as with me on goal And they don't think twice oh no they wouldn't Show you no mercy no doubt Pussy ass rappers don't like me Or f*ck with my clout What the f*ck is you about MadeYaHosang on the scene And I come from the south Hold up this ain't word of mouth I got like 20 hoes with me knocked out on my couch Wait this ain't my house Woke up in bed next to shawty, my hand in her blouse Rappin bout money and bitches Saying I've changed Like anything's different But I'm still sane Maybe more ignorant High off some Loud Drunk off some good shit Maybe hood rich Maybe I'm cool bitch Counting the cash I don't need an accountant I'm Spitting my flow so I guess I'll keep rapping Liking my flow so I guess I'll keep rapping Money keep coming the bands keep on stacking Money got longer expenses expanded Play me my song cause these rappers is sounding Phony and boring your shit be so garbage I'm on the grind my n***a I'm starving Planting my seeds it's time to go harvest Misunderstood for I'm an artist Think I'm the best if I'm being honest The beat is so simple but still sounds the hardest Regardless I'm still not the largest I'm out here grinding so know that I got this Won't kill the beat but I'm breaking my promise Bentley truck Sittin low, 40 tuck Dirty cup full of mud and I'm breaking down that But I don't know why hating ass niggas on my dick when they shouldn't I could shoot you but I really really wouldn't Hood n***a's with me on goal And they don't think twice oh no they wouldn't Bentley truck sitting low 40 tuck dirty cup Bentley truck full of mud sitting low 40 tuck