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​right now - benjicold lyrics

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[intro]
benji, what the f*ck is wrong with you?
huh?
benjicold, why you icy?
let’s go, drip
let’s go

[chorus]
we’re gonna smoke on his pick, lil’ n*gga, he’s ‘za
lil’ b*tch, i’m high, i go praise allah
i go see my guy, my n*gga outside
my n*ggas got dreads, we go ‘head and slide
we go ‘head and slide, we up in high*rise
you talking too much, lil’ b*tch, you might die
i rock with my n*ggas, my n*ggas got fired
i rock with the demons, i don’t love my mind
he say he got bread, but that n*gga, he lying
that dumbass n*gga, stop wasting my time
he try to cop sh*t, b*tch, wait in line
i got that nine, boy, anti*mickey
‘xtended clip on the gun, n*gga, that’s sticky
i’m feeling so geeky with two b*tches with me
and that b*tch off the perc’, and she go pop a titty
like i’m a muhf*ckin’ [?], feel like i’m p diddy
spazz on the muhf*ckin’ beat, lil’ n*ggas, i can’t handle
he talkin’ that sh*t, n*gga, we got choppas, n*gga
we gon’ hit, take his land, he talkin’ that sh*t, n*gga, show a band (right now?)
[verse]
right now (let’s go, let’s go)
she suck on my d*ck and that b*tch gotta bounce
we gonna ride with the muhf*ckin’ k!llers, we got checkers, n*gga, gon’ shoot at your house
i cannot help all this sh*t, n*gga, what i do?
that chopper gon’ rip his hair off his ‘do
i was feeling so sad, n*gga, feeling blue
my pockets on fat, n*gga, ’cause they blue
he talking that sh*t
he say he did this, he say he did that
he say he did this
just look at the diamonds, lil’ b*tch, yeah, they glis’ (let’s go)
you walk in the club and you ain’t on the list
i’m spreading that sh*t like an activist
we gonna wrap this sh*t up like a package is
rockin’ that fake sh*t, like what bag it is?
n*ggas so down bad, where the tag is?
that n*gga down bad, rapping where the lil’ tag is (purchase this beat)
yeah, that n*gga he on [?]
i got the bb belt on me, b*tch, i add up
she gon’ suck my d*ck and add her from the [?]
i got a white plug and that n*gga say, “right on”
yeah, i cut my grass, n*gga, f*ck the pythons
feeling lonely, i f*ck that b*tch with my ice on
i made the beat so i got to slide on
going out sad, she talking too much and lil’ b*tch, i’m high
i f*ck with the muhf*ckin’ demons and gods
i’m finna get rich and then go beat the odds
[chorus]
we’re gonna smoke on his pick, lil’ n*gga, he’s ‘za
lil’ b*tch, i’m high, i go praise allah
i go see my guy, my n*gga outside
my n*ggas got dreads, we go ‘head and slide
we go ‘head and slide, we up in high*rise
you talking too much, lil’ b*tch, you might die
i rock with my n*ggas, my n*ggas got fired
i rock with the demons, i don’t love my mind
he say he got bread, but that n*gga, he lying
that dumbass n*gga, stop wasting my time
he try to cop sh*t, b*tch, wait in line
i got that nine, boy, anti*mickey
‘xtended clip on the gun, n*gga, that’s sticky
i’m feeling so geeky with two b*tches with me
and that b*tch off the perc’, and she go pop a titty
like i’m a muhf*ckin’ [?], feel like i’m p diddy
spazz on the muhf*ckin’ beat, lil’ n*ggas, i can’t handle
he talkin’ that sh*t, n*gga, we got choppas, n*gga
we gon’ hit, take his land, he talkin’ that sh*t, n*gga, show a band (right now?)

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