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Lyrics

Let's do this, uh
Back, yeah, MG Benz are back
Black and off white but I'm dressed in all-black
Take another flight got some Benz 'cross the map
Drummers in my band, gon' ratta-tat, tat
Hunids in my hand, she gon' clap ass for that
Throw four grams in the bag, bag, bag
Blunt in my hand, can't pass that back
Take one hit, give you asthma attack
I take two bitches, I'ma pass one to shake you

You transparent, take clear
Hop on the Jet Leer (gone)
Every year my best year
I know that ticket is near
Left home, ain't never shed a tear
I'm 'bout to be on, little bitch can't hear

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Turn me on, don't sound like a drone
I want out from this motherfuckin' atmosphere
I never had no fear
I'm like a V12 in the motherfuckin' fastest gear
My glass is a Cartier (skrrt)
My bitch is a Barbie
She gon' ride dick like a Harley
All of my niggas is gnarly
Just might come trip on your party, yeah

VVS charm, settle my garment
Flash flood warning
The hundreth is blue, not talkin' 'bout Corbin
Pulled me and fold like my dreams
Must be a motherfuckin' cowboy
The way I be whippin' them horses
I'm off the hook, cordless
I don't read no book, unless they force us (yeah)

VVS charm, settle my garment
Flash flood warning
The hundreth is blue, not talkin' 'bout Corbin
Pulled me and fold like my dreams
Must be a motherfuckin' cowboy
The way I be whippin' them horses
I'm off the hook, cordless
I don't read no book, unless they force this (yeah)

Ye! Back
'Cause all these niggas puttin' on the front
Broke, gas leak, couldn't even put it on the blunt
I was eatin' sushi, hash, sugar fish for lunch
Nigga ain't hood, we gon' put him in the trunk (skrrt)
Put him in the wood, we gon' smoke out front
Never fold up not once
Twice as big as me, he gon' get popped once
Put him in the back, that's gon' make his ass hunch (in pain)
Evel Knievel, I do my own stunts
Step on these niggas like crunch
Give him hot lava gon' make his ass jump

But this ain't no game
I didn't want MIA, yeah
But I don't smoke paper planes
I play with them cards like David Blaine
Hit the strip party, made it rain
Niggas retarded, major pain
Leave the day hard but never gon' bang
That expensive garment sittin' right under my chain, yeah

VVS charm, settle my garment
Flash flood warning
The hundreth is blue, not talkin' 'bout Corbin
Pulled me and fold like my dreams
Must be a motherfuckin' cowboy
The way I be whippin' them horses
I'm off the hook, cordless
I don't read no book, unless they force this (woo)

VVS charm, settle my garment
Flash flood warning
The hundreth is blue, not talkin' 'bout Corbin
Pulled me and fold like my dreams
Must be a motherfuckin' cowboy
The way I be whippin' them horses
I'm off the hook, cordless
I don't read no book, unless they force this

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