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gq g-mix - b3nchmarq lyrics

[intro]

[chorus: pjay jody & tkay]
my drip looking like gq (yeah)
ey n*gga, what’s the issue? (ooh)
got her chilling in a see*through, ayy
kickin’ it, ju jitsu (is you okay?)
i’m finna pull up in a parachute (yeah)
goin’ nuts on the daily, no cashew (scrr*scrr)
let me sneeze on a b*tch, bless you (yeah)
if she come for a day she confess too, bless you (yeah)

[verse 1: flvme & die mondez]
spend 4 thousand on some [?] slippers
bad b*tch do it like the money, i flip her

all the time boy, i get to the money i throw it quicker
gave ’em redlight in the winter, i seen ’em they start to shiver

b*tch, n*ggas actin’ like somе b*tches these days
need a tampon, i got ‘еm catchin’ feelings these days, yeah

b*tch, heart so fine i got ’em feeling some way
got ’em spilling cause i ain’t tryna give ’em the time of day

yeah, i heard you n*ggas ain’t feeling us
me falling off? don’t dance, i hilarious
not even at our peak but we chillin’ at the pinnacle
we the originalz, you ain’t k!llin’ us
n*ggas pocket watchin’ huh, s*a*r*s sh*t
like diamonds in the rough, how i came up wasn’t expected
they don’t wanna pass the baton, i finnessed it
straight s*x sh*t, f*ck the game up, i molest it

she wanna s*x me, said the money make me s*xy
give her wet dream how i’m running up a cheque*y

presidential class so watch how you address me
pressure make diamonds, i’m pressing it where they necks be

[verse 2: pjay jody]
(yeah, okay!)
real ones know when top zip it, they know the code
my city never caught slippin’, you know the code
i got another verse for you non*believers try it, decode
i’m like a thick stack yadi klippa, i never fold
my soul still off the market, i never sold
[?] feels like the government, they never [?]
i still got high hopes, keep ’em on the low
cause people will never hate on something that they don’t know
n*ggas be h*lla quiet but really they fans though
just tell me when i’m alive, don’t do me like van gogh
[verse 3: tkay]
i grab the bull by the h*rn, deal with beef like a [?]
if i make a milli then i gotta make a milli more
this is not a miracle, you saw me walk on water boy
money got a stretch like my b*tch, miss incredible
for me to hear the buzz i ain’t gotta be a criminal
i came to your aid when you didn’t have the medical
your b*tch give me brain she gon’ turn me to a cannibal
get the bread, mama said never add no pineapple
n*ggas [?] like gullible
gettin’ money is critical
hater talk sh*t, i’ma kick him in the t*st*cl*s

[refrain: pjay jody]
my drip looking like gq (yeah)
ey n*gga, what’s the issue? (ooh)

[verse 4: maggz]
a new path a new vision, but same winning
matter of fact i’m too different, so lame listen
you ain’t f*ckin’ with the boy on your best day, this ain’t fiction
the hood loves what i cook, we from the same kitchens
many can tell, i’m wavy as h*ll
i’m a lion i don’t conversate with baby gazelles
i don’t talk to my food unless i’m praying to eat
so i say a lil’ prayer when i hop on the beat
from the roots to the top of the tree
i’m all [?] so who stoppin’ the g?
i’m all cold, i unlock with the key b*tch
[refrain: pjay jody]
my drip looking like gq (yeah)
ey n*gga, what’s the issue? (ooh)

[verse 5: youngstacpt]
(youngsta!)
yeah, start walking on egg sh*lls
i’m harder than [?]
you were left on the bread shelf and i’m covering men’s health
and if looks could k!ll, i can’t wait til you look dead
i’m cape town’s most wanted, poster of full spread
if i could get my way, i would’ve left sub a
and started fresh that day, drinking nescafe
mastering real raps and starting off as a soldier
probably would’ve scored faster than soccer from barcelona
disguising how you feel, you masking it like corona
[?] your head and your shoulders
so just scramble, you got cancelled
jada kisses, you intangled
with no will power
my drip, shower
i drill cowards like the eiffel tower
if your price still counters i don’t want your cheap offer
this kind of convo is only for rick rosses
you a hip hopper but your genre’s a bit softer
the way my songs hit you would think i’m a kickboxer
sangoma witch doctor, creates a spell
to make me the best emcee, can’t you tell?
that…

[outro: pjay jody]
my drip looking like gq (yeah)
ey n*gga, what’s the issue? (ooh)

- b3nchmarq lyrics

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