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letra de dork - benjicold

[intro]
(benjicold, why you icy?)
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
them bullets hit his ass, he feel like a tork
the little beat boring, i go on a tour
i hop in the gym, i gon’ head and score
i’m playin’ wit’ numbers, i feel like a dork
i got all of this money, i feel like a h–rder
i go to the bank and my b-tch, she gon’ sort it
that n-gga so little yeah, a money shortage
i got the racks on me, better check report
look at my hands, i’m prayin’ n-gga to the lord
she play wit’ my d-ck, i told the b-tch play wit’ my sword
that n-gga lame, he be on the discord
i call up my white plug yeah, he up in the ford
he say he want a pound and a brick, i’m like sure
no i’m not datin’ that muhf-ckin’ stupid wh0re
b-tch i been that sh-t, feel like [?]
(benji, what the f-ck is wrong with you?)
she wanna talk, i told the b-tch i’ma go to h-ll
i am the devil, repel go to h-ll
b-tch i sip on the lean n-gga, bad for my health

[verse]
i went and pick up the glock and it’s right on the shelf
that n-gga money so short and it look like a elf
i did all this sh-t all my muhf-ckin’ self
[?], i ain’t need no help
i’m in the water swimmin’ like i’m michael phelps
that n-gga got down bad askin’ for the help
that n-gga hatin’ yeah, he be on yell
all these n-ggas hate and they hate on me
b-tch i’m [?] degrees
b-tch i get the money like i got a degree
you hatin’ on me, please stop talkin’ to me
i walk in the function n-gga and i [?]
walk in the muhf-ckin’ function, i hop in the muhf-ckin’ whip
and i dash in the muhf-ckin’ benz
she wanna go dibble down like a chip
gotta keep that little self defense up on my hip
gotta be keepin’ the cup full of the tris
that n-gga so down bad not on the list
i feel like i’m kobe, i get the ball then don’t miss
yo’ b-tch, she take off my draws suck my d-ck
i walk in the mall, i look at my feet and that’s rick owens
yeah, i look at my b-tch, she so bad, i’m like “where you goin’?”
slide on the beat little n-gga yeah, i’m flowin’
she say i’m so proud like n-gga yeah, i’m glowin’
n-ggas so p-ssy, i told the boy i’m blowin’
i got a glock, we shoot a n-gga like a [?]
gonna go do the boy sad n-gga on his birthday
[?] on a muhf-ckin’ d-mn thursday
[chorus]
(benji, what the f-ck is wrong with you?)
them bullets hit his ass, he feel like a tork
the little beat boring, i go on a tour
i hop in the gym, i gon’ head and score
i’m playin’ wit’ numbers, i feel like a dork
i got all of this money, i feel like a h–rder
i go to the bank and my b-tch, she gon’ sort it
that n-gga so little yeah, a money shortage
i got the racks on me, better check report
look at my hands, i’m prayin’ n-gga to the lord
she play wit’ my d-ck, i told the b-tch play wit’ my sword
that n-gga lame, he be on the discord
i call up my white plug yeah, he up in the ford
he say he want a pound and a brick, i’m like sure
no i’m not datin’ that muhf-ckin’ stupid wh0re
b-tch i been that sh-t, feel like [?]
she wanna talk, i told the b-tch i’ma go to h-ll
i am the devil, repel go to h-ll
b-tch i sip on the lean n-gga, bad for my health

- benjicold

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