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super hip - the godfather lyrics

[intro: beno]
(b*tch)

[chorus: the godfather & beno]
i’m finna put a hundred in the streets, i’m tryna end the beef (lil’ b*tch)
i been sellin’ dog, fetty blues out in tennessee (out in tennessee)
every time you post your dead mans, gotta think of me
right, b*tch
he mad that i’m f*ckin’ on his b*tch, i told him keep it p (mwah)
everybody know me from the west to the f*ckin’ east
had a big*ass chopstick singin’ like it’s r&b (brrt)
yeah, i’m super hip, yeah, i’m super school, what you mean?
yeah, i know my f*ckin’ p’s and q’s from my abcs

[verse 1: the godfather & beno]
if you ain’t got a body in the room, then you gotta leave
i’m ridin’ hot with a brick on me, tryna find a fiend
you better listen, these hoes do whatever for attention
i just put him in the deep end, caught a n*gga fishin’
he ain’t healed off the last skit, we caught him while he limpin’
this sh*t come with the streets, lil’ n*gga, why you b*tchin’?
this sh*t come with the streets, lil’ n*gga, why you snitchin’?
my mans caught him, yop, leavin’ his p.o. and he drenched him
i’ma set up shop, chillin’ on the blade tryna pimp somethin’
how you a k!ller and you had the ups on him, then you ain’t hit nothin’? (right)
this sh*t be goin’ too fast
don’t let me see an opp, on dotts’ grave, i’m blowin’ his ass
it’s a fifty in this b*tch, that’s why i’m showin’ the mag
i know i’m rich, but i’ll still put a hole in a cap
[verse 2: beno]
on some get money, yop, like it’s nothin’
b*tch, i’m big unc’ to you little f*ckin’ munchkins
my b*tch say halloween, yop, when she want some pumpkins
he ain’t get hit with this glitch, it was a different b*tton
she find out who i was, she wanna f*ck all the sudden
i don’t give a f*ck who it is, i’ll serve it to my cousin

[verse 3: the godfather]
wake up to a twelve*pack, that’s a daily dozen
don’t touch the muzzle on the k, get hotter than an oven
this sh*t get real wicked
i told my b*tch i’m done with drank, but i’ma still sip it
we upgraded from the stock, we got steel switches

[verse 4: beno]
spin his block and drop the top, yop, and k!ll a witness (boy)
i don’t really got no love for you funky b*tches
hit his crib and take everything but the dishes
i be in the hall like a corner store, yop, for that chicken

[verse 5: the godfather & beno]
i need my money on command and my price set (right)
hit him with the first three shots for a nice check (ooh)

[chorus: the godfather & beno]
i’m finna put a hundred in the streets, i’m tryna end the beef (boy)
i been sellin’ dog, fetty blues out in tennessee (right)
every time you post your dead mans, gotta think of me
right, b*tch
he mad that i’m f*ckin’ on his b*tch, i told him keep it p
everybody know me from the west to the f*ckin’ east
had a big*ass chopstick singin’ like it’s r&b (brrt)
yeah, i’m super hip
[outro: beno]
yeah, i’m super hip

- the godfather lyrics

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