ben simmons - allstar jr lyrics
[intro]
welc*welcome to get a bag records
let’s get a bag
(jose the plug)
[verse 1: allstar jr]
i do credit, i do debit, i be trapping and scamming
punching and jamming, finessing and having
j’s cost a band, i ain’t doing sh*t athletic
first time i seen a brick, i’m like “where the f*ck i sell this?”
b*tch’ll f*ck anybody, she a busy body
y’all never k!lled anybody, now he the body
say i’m talking choppy, yeah, b*tch, i’m feeling choppy
n*gga poppin’ poppin’, dumb b*tch, still a [?]
big ice, loud [?], big daddy money
i’ll beat a n*gga ass and take his daddy gun
tend to write my hardest verses when i’m bagging up
i can’t say her p*ssy good, but i had me some
so, i’m hard and on the b*tch, hit her and step back
now she calling me a dog, b*tch, i’m just that
fly her in and out so fast, she got jetlag
he done blocked the b*tch number with her message
[chorus: allstar jr]
this ain’t n*gga’s first body, b*tch, we been k!lling
somebody get this lil b*tch, she been d*ck l!cking
i’ma f*ck and bring her back, give me ten minutes
these n*ggas never ever shoot, call them ben simmons
[?] cost a band, ho, i been trippin
somebody get this lil b*tch, she been d*ck l!cking
i’ma f*ck and bring her back, give me ten minutes
these n*ggas never ever shooting, call them ben simmons
[verse 2: cash kidd]
these city hoes ran through, now we flying models in
got a piece on me, like i’m turning bottles in
n*ggas hiding in the house, like we won’t come inside the crib
wanna let your mama live, but she say “f*ck her, slide again”
since i can’t find your mans, drop a bag and get him gone
been on some sh*t before i ever did a song
real life, n*ggas hoes, caught him lacking, did ’em both
call me pleasure p, cause i did him wrong
you a k!ller on these songs, and on the net you a demon
slide on a n*gga, lay him flat like a penguin
i’m the reason your b*tch got a neck full of s*m*n
still scoring, n*ggas getting pressed like this defense
label offered three hundred racks and i need it
bro said you worth way more than that, tell them keep it
catch a case, call my lawyer mike jack, he gon’ beat it
big*ass heater on my lap like i’m freezing
[chorus: allstar jr]
this ain’t n*gga’s first body, b*tch, we been k!lling
somebody get this lil b*tch, she been d*ck l!cking
i’ma f*ck and bring her back, give me ten minutes
these n*ggas never ever shoot, call them ben simmons
[?] cost a band, ho, i been trippin
somebody get this lil b*tch, she been d*ck l!cking
i’ma f*ck and bring her back, give me ten minutes
these n*ggas never ever shooting, call them ben simmons
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