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letra de kill benjamin - juice wrld

[intro: g herbo & juice wrld]
(lil’ mexico, ayy, yo, mexico, hold on)
motherf-cker (uh, huh-huh)
(b-tch, huh-huh)
(b-tch, huh-huh, dj victoriouz with me in the building)
(i got what you want)

[verse 1: g herbo & juice wrld]
call me big g herbo, swerve for short (uh-huh, for short)
keep my car in sport (my car in sport)
and i ball, yeah, i ball, like i got home court, b-tch
i’m ’bout filin’ money and sh-t, and that’s in that order (in that order)
bought a rollie, look like my sh-t been sittin’ in that water (in that water)
look at my neck, a quarter milli’ (quart’)
i’ll f-ck your wife and daughter, silly (uh-huh)
throwin’ up b’s like i’m billy (billy)
fire your block up, pop a wheelie, skrrt (skrrt)
n-gga, let’s have a money war (oh)
can’t got to work, you ain’t got no money (work)

[verse 2: juice wrld]
b-tch, my money worth (uh-huh)
i on my shirt like adidas (uh-huh)
five-hundred k for a feature (uh-huh)
i probably could f-ck on my teacher
i hit from the back on the bleachers
yeah, she f-cked swerve (swerve), f-ck-n-gga need work (need work)
she suck ’til the knees hurt (she go), big gun with a three burst (grrah, go)
huh, there he go, sh-t, grab the heater
.223s got him hot like a fever
oh my god, i’m her god, she a believer (uh)
yeah, she go all the way, yeah, set it up, call the play, yeah
thirteen for the chanel (woo), she f-cked me for that chanel (f-cked for chanel)
hundred bands left in the duffel still
get in our way, we shoot to k!ll
i been gettin’ buckets, no pills, b-tch, i’m rich as h-ll
let’s have a money war, for benjamin, i k!ll
[chorus: juice wrld]
for benjamin, i k!ll, benjamin, i k!ll
let’s have a money war, benjamin, i k!ll
benjamin, i k!ll, benjamin, i k!ll
let’s have a money war, benjamin, i k!ll

[verse 3: g herbo & juice wrld]
and for that money, i will
never committed f-ck sh-t, everything i did for you real (ayy)
hand on the hood with no deal, for real
my n-ggas been out makin’ sales, as well
on my d-ck when i’m pullin’ out whips, was ill
only did disappear when sh-t was real
f-ck a n-gga, blow his brains out, i’m sick as h-ll (uh)
this sh-t could k!ll, like sick as h-ll (uh)
go to sleep, wake up, bricks sell (uh)
n-gga, why you hatin’? i wish you well (uh)
you hustle like me? these n-ggas h-ll (uh)
buy some more ‘woods, these b-tches stale (uh)
eatin’ whole lobsters with the tails (uh)
b-tches givin’ head out with the tales (uh-huh)
glowed up, head out, with some l’s
get some sh-lls (uh, baow)
hard bodies with me, all you n-ggas is frail
n-ggas got some homi’s with me, catch a body, a three
like three or four, my n-ggas got milli’s, now we wildin’ ot (ayy)
all in the street, we ain’t low-key
put a n-gga ten, minus four feet (uh-huh)
heard somebody say well no [?] in here but my homie disagreed since he know me (uh)
take an l to the chin, you know me (uh)
but all due is red ’cause it’s so easy (uh-huh)
told juice, “slow down,” makin’ pints disappear, act like he been drinkin’ before wheezy (ayy)
[outro: juice wrld & g herbo]
b-tch, uh-huh (b-tch, b-tch)
uh, huh, huh (b-tch)
uh (b-tch)
b-tch
park that b-tch up in a garage (ayy)
park that b-tch up in a garage (uh, haha, oh sh-t, hahaha)

- juice wrld

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