Yours (feat. Benji Glo)
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Yours (feat. Benji Glo)
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What you talking for, keep your mouth closed
Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talking 'bout dough
You ain't get dough, you ain't got dough
You live with ya mama, in her household
I'm ballin out though, and I got dough
And I got hoes, and I got clothes
Bitch I got weed, and I got jewels
And I got mines, and I got yours
I was riding in that thingy, his bitch like freaky
Me I l like speeding
Ridin in them demons
Your thot don't speak english, me I speak engla (england)
Money danita
Pull up in the creature
My son ride the forgis
Me I ride visas
Kay kay get that cash boy
Me I got visas
He say he got swag but me I got ether
He say he got springfield me I got lisa
Your bitch up finna three way I met her this week
She said that she a keeper thotie then keep her
The fuck I look like peta
Da fuck you look like tigga
Hell naw I be in the club like I'm legal
What you talking for, keep your mouth closed
Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talking 'bout dough
You ain't get dough, you ain't got dough
You live with ya mama, in her household
I'm ballin out though, and I got dough
And I got hoes, and I got clothes
Bitch I got weed, and I got jewels
And I got mines, and I got yours
See I'm riding in that beamer, in the two seater
Boolin with a thotie
Thotie is eaters
I'm smoking on some rifa
Red in my two litter
Paid 6 for my shades another 6 for my sneakers
3Hunna that my savages, they kill for no reason
Run up on benji, haha you tweaking
Everybody know I can't see its not a secret
She say her boyfriend go deep, but baby I go deeper
She say he gettin' money, I don't believe her
Me I be juggin, r-riding with me heater
I got molly xanax, weed too, come see me
In the trap playing with them keys call me stevie
What you talking for, keep your mouth closed
Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talking 'bout dough
You ain't get dough, you ain't got dough
You live with ya mama, in her household
I'm ballin out though, and I got dough
And I got hoes, and I got clothes
Bitch I got weed, and I got jewels
And I got mines, and I got yours
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