Tag: Ben Franklins


Cdot Honcho – So Long




I’m laughing at whoever doubted me
Ben Franklins kickin it round me
She trying to get close to me
Honestly, she trying to fuck whoever around me
I’m losing count it’s taking too long to count it I need an accountant
That probably won’t work I don’t trust bitches fuck around just have to count it out

Semi matic blow that, shift it, then hop out the bush like a rabbit
Member I had to make pallets
Double g pattern my jacket easy run up get wrapped like a packet
Im running by you I lapped you
Finna start walking you should keep running
Offset Vellanos frame keep rubbing

Can’t see my GPS phone keep jumping
Ain’t shit but yo woman tryna talk about nothing
We already fuck we can’t talk about fuckin
Hit that, rotate, skate, relocate
I’m on that bag ain’t slept in like 4 days
4nem on that they ain’t takin off no days
Pull up this whip you see at a showcase
Only got hundreds just fly through the Tollways

Come in here brain on door ways
Knew I had it when I was on 4way in 4th grade with some bitches from the 6th grade
Spinning them hoes like a tornado
I blow a bitch like a grendade though
She tryna kick it like Fernando
I’m in Miami not Orlando
Roc finding slots in the Durango bitch

(Too much fucking racks on me)
Need me a debit my knot ain’t gone fit
She need a edit she not up on shit
Stay on that porch you can’t come out that fence
1k Givenchy lil hoody ain’t shit
Dragon belt snakes Gucci and shit
Find him in lakes on Google and shit
He play with that cake and we thru wit his shit

Bitch play with that cake and we thru wit you
Put her to work like she sit in a cubical Skrt off this far from a suburu
Hit her throw her in uber pool
She know my time be coming soon
She let me go rising like a balloon
In the cut shining like a spoon
Run up wit wilding like a coon

Really I barely do use them
Sweeprs stay in the cut like a broom
Fuck her never do need em ain’t pay a dollar swiping the room
2 seater wet like what a boat on
I keep a rack like what a coat on
She want to nag bitch you can go home
I’m in my bag been in it so long

Bitch
I’m in my bag been in it so long
Cdot man honcho gang shit takeover gang you already know what the fuck going on man Takeover the mixtape
Aye




Young Thug – Forgiato Lyrics




[Hook]
I wanna cop me a foreign
I wanna cop me a foreign
I wanna cop me a foreign
I’m in it, ridin’ with the carbon
Most of these ? they corny
They riding around and they boring
We don’t make love with these bitches
Bought a new Bentley truck with the riches
Fuck 5-0 I know they listening
They listening to everything yeah
Better watch what you say to these bitches
Cause in court they gon put it on air yeah
I just want a bag, I just need a bag
I want some Ben Franklins, I just want em back
I trade em in for some Grants and Jacksons
Why the fuck I do that? (I don’t know)
I promise I ain’t gon do it no more (no no no)

[Hook]
I wanna cop me a foreign
I wanna cop me a foreign
I wanna cop me a foreign
I wanna cop me a foreign

[Verse]
Chop off the top, Forgiato my rims
Painted my way, gold on the lips
On Melrose, I’m in a spaceship
Patek on my wrist when I grip the steering wheel
I’m only running with real
I got my own paper, I can’t sign a deal
Mansion in Beverly Hills
I run this shit up, give a fuck how you feel
All of my niggas give a fuck how you feel
[?]
We gon go brazy, don’t pop the pill
We can go brazy when I pop a pill
We can go brazy when I pop a pill
[?]
We put baguettes on these bitches for real
[?]
I’m on the west coast hangin’ with Locs
Let em whip the wrist out the bowl
Buy a rollie, buy a Patek
Put some ice around your neck
Put it round your kids and flex
Put it on your private jet, put it on your private property
Put it on your [?]
Fuck nigga bluffin’
YSL we don’t trust ya, fuck around we gon bust ya
Fuck around we on Gresham, we on Gresham with Guwop
Fuck around, we on Gresham

[Hook]
I wanna cop me a foreign, mmmm
I wanna cop me a foreign
I wanna cop me a foreign
I wanna cop me a foreign

[Verse]
Chop off the top, Forgiato my rims
Painted my way, gold on the lips
On Melrose, I’m in a spaceship
Patek on my wrist when I grip the steering wheel
I’m only running with real
I got my own paper, I can’t sign a deal
Mansion in Beverly Hills
I run this shit up, give a fuck how you feel


Fetty Wap – Island Boy


[Intro: DJ Big L & Fetty Wap]
Niggas can’t fucking stop us
ZooGang
Zoovie, Zoovie
Let’s go!

[Hook: Fetty Wap]
Yeah, what’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, the island boys, get it real quick, yeah
What’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah

[Verse 1: Fetty Wap]
Bet your poppa [?] I got bands [?]
I was in the trap, sellin’ crack for my ten to fo’
Coming [?] with the guap, rocking Timberland
In my old days, kept a Glock, snatching Benjamins
I was on the porch, waiting for the mailman, yeah
Knew I had that pack soon as that mail came, yeah
I was getting birds straight from the China man, yeah
Pop one of these triggers, feel like you in China, man, yeah
Now I’m doing shows, getting paid for some true shit
Dropped "Trap Queen" then we got the whole crew lit
RGF the island, taking pictures on a cruise ship
Only bad bitches who done Zoovie love to cruise with, Wap!

[Hook: Fetty Wap]
What’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, the island boys, get it real quick, yeah
What’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah

[Verse 2: Drebo]
Chains on a lil nigga, pipes on, lil trap
This your bitch theme song, nigga, tell your nigga, "Get back"
She said she love the squeezy, baby, these fuck niggas hate me
We pulling up crazy, these Percs got me lazy, damn
I fell in love with these Balmains, got Ramen jeans in my shit
Ben Franklins stay on me, that’s hella blues in my grip
Yeah, I got a bad bitch with a fat ass, she still sucking my dick
And we rolling ’round, we running ’round, we still stay with that clip
All this ice all on my neck, young nigga gon’ flex
Ain’t got Nikes on, these Balenciagas, but I’m still getting that check
I swear a young nigga so blessed, I’m gettin’ money fuck stress
Solid nigga, no vest, you broke niggas, no set, Squeezy

[Hook: Fetty Wap]
What’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, the island boys, get it real quick, yeah
What’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah

[Verse 3: Monty]
1738, them niggas still lit
That’s that shit my haters gotta deal with
Bad, pretty, yo, I’ma chill with
Everybody dead, hit the kill switch
Boy, don’t get your wheels hit, riding with the Draco
Catch him then it’s case closed, fuck niggas, we hate those
Lots and lots of bank rolls, that means that I’m real rich
I heard that’s your main ho and she let me still hit
Said she want to cool with
Every time she call me up, pick up and be like, "Who dis?"
Monty getting money so I guess he on his new shit
Cool shit, mixing 17 with the D’ussé, D’ussé, damn

[Hook: Fetty Wap]
What’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, the island boys, get it real quick, yeah
What’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah

[Outro: Fetty Wap]
RGF, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah
RGF, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah


K$upreme – Ten Deep (feat. Lil Yachty)


[Hook: K$upreme]
And every time you see me
Nigga I be with the gang, probably ten deep
My niggas stay with me, money stay with me
Bitches stay with me, foreign things stay with me
Flexing on niggas man, these niggas centipedes
I be with the gang, probably ten deep
I be blowing on strong, nigga out that backwood
Hit your ho from the back, she say that dick feel good

[Verse 1: K$upreme]
All these Ben Franklins on me, nigga I feel good
And on my niggas I would never go Hollywood
I smoke a loud loud loud up in Hollywood
I been addicted to this guap since my childhood
Lil nigga posted in my neighborhood
Lil nigga selling weed in high school
My ear look like a fucking ice cube
Got some money then I bought a beamer coupe
Ballin’ on niggas then, I was never good at hoops
Splurging, spent a thousand on my shoes
Working, ’til I get a million blues
Never sat on my ass, always on the move

[Hook: K$upreme]
And every time you see me
Nigga I be with the gang, probably ten deep
My niggas stay with me, money stay with me
Bitches stay with me, foreign things stay with me
Flexing on niggas man, these niggas centipedes
I be with the gang, probably ten deep
I be blowing on strong, nigga out that backwood
Hit your ho from the back, she say that dick feel good

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Niggas don’t see me hangin’ with the fuck arounds
Nope not all
Cause these niggas mama’s boys, I’m a fucking hound dog
Running to the fetty, in the cold rocking skin yeti
Yellow jumpsuit, all I need was a real machete (Kill Bill)
K$upreme my blood brother, we be war ready
I done fucked every hatin’ bitch just for being petty
All about my O’s and my sauce like some kid’s spaghetti
Ran it up so much in 2016, not a soul was ready
I get bitches so wet, the way it’s really messy
They gon’ hate, let ’em hate ’cause them checks comin’
Nigga diss QC again, we gon’ start drummin’ bitch

[Hook: K$upreme]
And every time you see me
Nigga I be with the gang, probably ten deep
My niggas stay with me, money stay with me
Bitches stay with me, foreign things stay with me
Flexing on niggas man, these niggas centipedes
I be with the gang, probably ten deep
I be blowing on strong, nigga out that backwood
Hit your ho from the back, she say that dick feel good

[Hook: K$upreme]
And every time you see me
Nigga I be with the gang, probably ten deep
My niggas stay with me, money stay with me
Bitches stay with me, foreign things stay with me
Flexing on niggas man, these niggas centipedes
I be with the gang, probably ten deep
I be blowing on strong, nigga out that backwood
Hit your ho from the back, she say that dick feel good