(Know I'm with TRIPLE B3AM team)
Yeah
That's Bentley (Woah)
(BentleyKush)
That's Bentley (Woah, woah, woah)
Woah, Mexico, got the connect down in Mexico (Woah)
Trap house jump, but the trap house never close (Woah)
Don't slow down and the trap house never low
Free dope, I hit my motherfuckin' 'migo
White girl, she get drunk off Tito
Got white girl, told the plug I'ma need three O's
Ain't that a bad decision to go against me though?
Shooters, we send them out like a free-throw
Loafers, my niggas ball like chemo
Woah, I'm with the motherfuckin' shooters and scammers and robbers
Police get called, but they ain't finna stop us
The dope fiends, can't call 'em fiends, they the shoppers
Woah, we choppin' bodies up, we put the bullets in choppas
Woah, what the fuck is you sayin'? You not us
With a baddie, I put her in Louis and Prada
Nigga, you actin' like you gettin' this money, you ain't gettin' nada
The plug to me get 'em, I go 'head and got 'em
You niggas snitch on yourselves, man, the police done caught 'em
Woah, woah, I pop Perkies, nigga, make me rhyme better
I spilt some codeine in Louis Vuitton leather
She said her man still in jail, she gon' sign letters
Woah, Mexico, got the connect down in Mexico (Woah)
Trap house jump, but the trap house never close (Woah)
Don't slow down and the trap house never low
Gas from Texaco
'Migo, I hit my 'migo
Tell the plug I need more, I need kilos
And the trap house jump out this bitch, I need three more, woah
Bentley, Bentley, Bentley
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