(+) Musica - Benny Hill Show
Montana
I be like, nice P, you know
What up P?
Skateboard!
La Musica de Harry Fraud
Skate on these niggas
When I pull up
they notice me
Come and talk to
me like Jodeci
But don't you be too
close to me
Them goons you see,
let it go for me
I bring them things,
I bring them things
I call the plug (hello?)
he bring them things
Mucho bitches,
I bring them tings
Looking so expensive,
rings and things
I bring them things
I bring them things
I bring them things
I bring them things
Mane, you don't wanna
fuck with them bro
Oh you high and they
shooting, better get low
Extort 'em, you ain't go
no friends, oh
They'll be fucking with that
ass like a nympho
Chanel scarf like
rainbow barf
$1000 sip nigga,
this ain't yo' cloth
You ain't dripping nigga,
that ain't no sauce
I can see the noodles,
that shit made for poodles
I'm thinking 'bout the
LaFerrari coupe
1.8, the option is the roof
Greens is a secret to the youth
Your goals are malnourished
nigga, please spit the juice
Y'all be Bape and
I be human-made and
Y'all be aping, I'm Richard
Mille nation
No diamonds, just turn
beyond facing
With gears and sprockets
with the sapphire casing
When I pull up they notice me
Come and talk to
me like Jodeci
But don't you be
too close to me
Them goons you see,
let it go for me
I bring them things,
I bring them things
I call the plug (hello?)
he bring them things
Mucho bitches,
I bring them tings
Looking so expensive,
rings and things
I bring them things
I bring them things
I bring them things
I bring them things
Here's a little story about
a kid from Morocco
Had to show Carlito
I was Benny Blanco
Check it out,
ra-raindrop, offset
Fuck a plug, we the outlet
Child put me in a box,
I'm in the box office
All the rocks made shawty
blow my socks off
Coke boy white, Mac Miller,
Reggie Miller
Shoot to kill her,
canary quarterback , Steelers
White villa from crack dealing
Ciroc French Vanilla,
garage like a dealer
I kill 'em softly, Lauryn Hill 'em
Get above 'em, crib
Calabasas on the hill, I
Had 'em on a needle, 45 plate
Beatles wore revolvers
on the red carpet
Alcatraz bars, crash cars
Ain't no future in fronting,
my homie rip yo mask off
When I pull up
they notice me
Come and talk
to me like Jodeci
But don't you be
too close to me
Them goons you see,
let it go for me
I bring them things,
I bring them things
I call the plug (hello?)
he bring them things
Mucho bitches,
I bring them tings
Looking so expensive,
rings and things
I bring them things
I bring them things
I bring them things
I bring them things