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BB Benz
LOM MAZI
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
She want a big body Benz
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She want a big body Benz
She want a big body Benz
Gun turn fully wit a flick of a switch
Not buyin' Balenci, I'm buyin' her rick
Too many glocks in the whip
Spinning the bin, shoot out the Benz now
A nigga been real since a jit
Look at the fit, it's Cartier lens now
I say I won't do it then do it again
I hit a lick then hit at his men
I heard that he beefing with me 'bout a bitch
But him and the bitch is really just friends
I sent a picture with nut on her face
That nigga was really in his feelings
Two twin mops when I'm walking through the village
Bullet hit his heart I know that he gone feel it
Be frying these niggas, I might just have to grill 'em
Bullet hit his head, I know that it's gone kill 'em
Six two hit 'em, I make 'em feel the venom
Left 'em on the street, knocked 'em outta rhythm
I left 'em dead, told his ass that I'ma get 'em
Brodie got no heart shooting at the children
We pull up on his block, turn that shit to Christmas
Niggas want beef now, I'm granting all they wishes
Nigga, this Dior not Hugo Boss
Deep in the streets I ain't working no job
Nigga keep talking, I pull up on God
Nigga keep talking, I sent 'em to God
I got the work and I'm getting it off
Buying whatever, don't care 'bout the cost
I got a Drake and I feel like Josh
I catch a opp like Randy Moss
Ooh
We sent his ass to the stars
Ooh
Pop me a Addy and hop in that car
Ooh
Don't show no love don't have no heart
Too many times I had to restart
I don't need no light when I walk in the dark
I hit a lick had to creep through the park
Switch go
All I know is somebody died
Them choppas they spitting like 4th of July
Suppressor it hit, he ain't even know he died
Catch 'em in traffic we make 'em collide
He was stunting on IG, we killed him on Live
Moncler coat 'cause its cold outside
He stood on the corner, we caught him outside
You ain't crossing that border, you ain't crossing that line
Damn, bring me a Wells, I don't want Chase
I'm at the bank, got the glock on my waist
She want a big body Benz
Hit after hit, Mazi, we did it again
Lick after lick, I turn a one to a ten
Nigga, I'm making them trends
I'm making them trends, yeah
I wanna take you to places that you never been, yeah
I'm at the mosque on a Friday tryna wash away my sins
I'm talking to Allah, repenting again
We catch him out, we doing him in
True story, Supreme and LOM, yeah
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