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letra de beno - zaybang

[intro: zaybang]
b-tch, i’m only twenty-six, but my g 33
and i just need a four of lean
huh

[chorus: zaybang]
b-tch, i’m only twenty-six, but my g 33
b-tch, and i just need a four of lean
if i don’t do the beno then i’m comin’ in supreme
a couple hundred thousand, i been livin’ out my dreams
and i don’t trust no b-tches, ’cause these b-tches for the team
n-gga, sh-t, i’ll still sip some green
feel like i’m losin’ focus, tryna be a better me
i told her when she suck it, “can you do it with no t–th?”
[verse 1: zaybang]
and since i lost elijah, all i think about is death
don’t need to call my brothers, i get jiggy to the neck
feel like you gotta struggle when you tryna be your best
i don’t make no diss songs, and i don’t speak on who i left
and if the situation don’t feel right, then you should leave
every day, i pray to god and i don’t even hit my knees
i still’ll wipe a p-ssy n-gga nose if he sneeze
i hope n-ggas could count, ’cause i’ma show i’m bangin’ threes
acknowledgin’ my struggles, i can say this with my chest
i hate when it feel right but then you see it’s goin’ left
you might fall on your face, but you don’t know you at your best
that sh-t made me a man, ’cause i say i’m to the neck

[verse 2: 2800gt]
i get my own bag, h-ll nah, i don’t need no b-tch
ho just got some numbers, i told her, “b-tch, punch me a beno fit”
don’t tell everybody your vision, ’cause everybody ain’t gon’ see your sh-t
don’t come over here playin’, ’cause, swiss cheese, how we gon’ leave your whip
2800, we the army, rvt, we real soldiers
2018, i was a junkie, i used to cry if i spilled soda
i been grindin’ since i was a youngin, i swear to god, i feel older
i close my eyes, thinkin’ ’bout my n-gga, so i can try to feel closer
i ain’t worried ’bout no bands, i’m out here tryna touch an m
my n-ggas shootin’ out the gym and we ain’t tryna touch the rim
i trusted some people in they coffin, so i’ll never trust again
and it’s 2800 only, i ain’t f-ckin’ with no friend
[chorus: zaybang]
b-tch, i’m only twenty-six, but my g 33
b-tch, and i just need a four of lean
if i don’t do the beno then i’m comin’ in supreme
a couple hundred thousand, i been livin’ out my dreams
and i don’t trust no b-tches, ’cause these b-tches for the team
n-gga, sh-t, i’ll still sip some green
feel like i’m losin’ focus, tryna be a better me
i told her when she suck it, “can you do it with no t–th?”

[outro: zaybang]
all i think about is death
don’t need to call my brothers, i get jiggy to the neck
feel like you gotta struggle when you tryna be your best
i don’t make no diss songs, and i don’t speak on who i left

- zaybang

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