letra de guapanese accent - benji ostentation
[intro]
these b-tches tempted, she wanna f-ck temptation
i beat the black off the b-tch, but she caucasian
[?], put his block in a rotation
[?] shin0bi, they look like they mutated
i-i-i love you benji
i-i-i love you benji
yeah
hold up, what, yeah
[verse]
might get deported, i’m not an immigrant (what-woah)
ice on my neck, i need some medicine
i got the floss, i’m fly like a pelican
how you walk around broke around me? need to work on some etiquette
speakin’ guapanese, know you can hear a lil’ accеnt
them n-ggas on go, but that’s internet traffic
likе i’m since99, we can get this sh-t crackin’ (yeah)
smoke [on the run?], not a opp we not mashin’
and i got the gas like a se’leven
put him through h-ll ‘fore i send that lil’ boy to heaven
she like the flow, she say my sh-t so progressive (woah)
countin’ up knots, i got multiple complexions
ayy, and these n-ggas so guap-phobic
i got the chop, put his ass in a hypnosis
diamonds got carats, your sh-t got a gold coating (what)
d-ck in her stomach, not fat, but the b-tch bloated
uh, metapod, i might just string shot the p-ssy
might put a few sh-lls to his back like a oyster
two-twelve, bullets so hot, get you boiled
that boy dropped a diss and [aluminum foil?]
and i’m cruisin’ ’round like i’m zack and cody
countin’ up knots with a lil’ side of guac’mole
velveeta pockets, my pockets on mac’roni
wa-walkin’ on water, man, jesus can testimony (yeah, ayy)
these b-tches tempted, she wanna f-ck temptation
i beat the black off the b-tch, but she caucasian
[?], put his block in a rotation
[?] shin0bi, they look like they mutated
enderman, i get hostile once you look at me
scramble sh-t, do your ass like humpty dumpty
wa-walkin’ in, closin’ it, your ass the storefront
i took your thot, man, i hope you could cope with it
i pulled up to your hood, found out you weren’t the man in it
you can’t go to your block ’cause your ass took a [band? ban?] from it
pb and j, bet your ass’ll get jammed in it
better move right ’cause i got my left hand in it
glock in the holster but i’m not a country boy
finessed the b-tch out of sh-t, i’m a city boy
i get more dough than a [?] chips ahoy
i’m from the ‘raq, she wan’ pull up to illinois
ooh, wait, what i’m finna say next?
honestly, rap ain’t for you, i say that with all due respect
cap in the booth, all i hear is a scripted text
pullin’ their cards, so let’s switch up between the decks
man, the beat finna end so i’ma keep the abbreviated
and i know my clones want me to drop, they antic-p-ted
cut through these opp n-ggas, leave ’em decapitated
gta v, i’ma leave his ass dead, wasted
[outro]
yeah
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