Benzi Boys Songtext
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Benzi Boys Songtext
Make it make sense, I don′t wanna Honda I want a benz
I don't wanna Honda I want a benz
I wanna fuck u and ur friends
She want that Cartier on her lens
I fuckk on this bad bitch and her friends
Who can I trust when it′s sticky
If you riding you down you with me, you get me
I rather be honest with you,
You a thot use a condom with you
Wanna ask my dad why he left us
These nigga wanna accept us
Cause Drake and Ollie trust us
After my drake song bitches stil curved me
Guess it's still early
I done took this way too personal
Don't come in my life if you offer nun
Joevey my twin I love that kid
I hopey son just like that boy
If you diss me you diss the boy
To each there own it′s really yo choice
Make it make sense, I don′t wanna Honda I want a benz
I don't wanna Honda I want a benz
I wanna fuck u and ur friends
She want that Cartier on her lens
I fuckk on this bad bitch and her friends
I wanna fuckk you in the benz
I wish we could do sum with ur friend
I really woke up and went viral
I′m killing these niggas clean the aisle
I don't wanna Honda I can′t even fit
Her ass too fat she can't even sit
I have to choose 1 they upset
I got this hoe she like my pet
My heart the coldest winter you seen
I′m in a black truck with my feend
My Brazilian twenty fine
I can't even talk if you wasting my time
I'm the realest nigga you could lose
I thought that you died I′m watching the news
A lot to handle nothing to lose
I want my main house with a pool
It has to be in you I can′t even teach this
That's the only way you could reach it
48 hours I been in the the trizzy
I′m too bias I'm fucking with drizzy
I be ignoring her and you hate me
I′m in my zone I'm feeling like Grady
I was in dirty traps serving katey
I know where I started I′ll split with baby
Make it make sense, I don't wanna Honda I want a benz
I don't wanna Honda I want a benz
I wanna fuck u and ur friends
She want that Cartier on her lens
I fuckk on this bad bitch and her friends
Make it make sense, I don′t wanna Honda I want a benz
I don′t wanna Honda I want a benz
I wanna fuck u and ur friends
She want that Cartier on her lens
I fuckk on this bad bitch and her friends
I don't wanna Honda I want a benz
I wanna fuck u and ur friends
She want that Cartier on her lens
I fuckk on this bad bitch and her friends
Who can I trust when it′s sticky
If you riding you down you with me, you get me
I rather be honest with you,
You a thot use a condom with you
Wanna ask my dad why he left us
These nigga wanna accept us
Cause Drake and Ollie trust us
After my drake song bitches stil curved me
Guess it's still early
I done took this way too personal
Don't come in my life if you offer nun
Joevey my twin I love that kid
I hopey son just like that boy
If you diss me you diss the boy
To each there own it′s really yo choice
Make it make sense, I don′t wanna Honda I want a benz
I don't wanna Honda I want a benz
I wanna fuck u and ur friends
She want that Cartier on her lens
I fuckk on this bad bitch and her friends
I wanna fuckk you in the benz
I wish we could do sum with ur friend
I really woke up and went viral
I′m killing these niggas clean the aisle
I don't wanna Honda I can′t even fit
Her ass too fat she can't even sit
I have to choose 1 they upset
I got this hoe she like my pet
My heart the coldest winter you seen
I′m in a black truck with my feend
My Brazilian twenty fine
I can't even talk if you wasting my time
I'm the realest nigga you could lose
I thought that you died I′m watching the news
A lot to handle nothing to lose
I want my main house with a pool
It has to be in you I can′t even teach this
That's the only way you could reach it
48 hours I been in the the trizzy
I′m too bias I'm fucking with drizzy
I be ignoring her and you hate me
I′m in my zone I'm feeling like Grady
I was in dirty traps serving katey
I know where I started I′ll split with baby
Make it make sense, I don't wanna Honda I want a benz
I don't wanna Honda I want a benz
I wanna fuck u and ur friends
She want that Cartier on her lens
I fuckk on this bad bitch and her friends
Make it make sense, I don′t wanna Honda I want a benz
I don′t wanna Honda I want a benz
I wanna fuck u and ur friends
She want that Cartier on her lens
I fuckk on this bad bitch and her friends
Writer(s): Alexandre Morand, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Cole Mcevoy Morie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com