Benihanas

Buffs on, I don’t know niggas
We don’t give a fuck who in the club, bitch we got poles with us
Nah I’m not yo slime but wit this, so wipe yo nose wit' it
Don’t see me out and try to shake my hand I’m not yo bro nigga
But you know how I like the stupid head, then bust it open then
Yea you know the vibes, bitch after you I want yo closest friend
Why the opps keep lyin' in they songs, they telling jokes again?
This the demon you be 'talm bout? Boy yo bro a bitch
Don’t see me out and try to- Man you get the point
Damn you bought that lil bitch a birkin yea you trickin' boy
None like yo nigga, is you stupid? I’m a different boy
Amiris tight as hell, so I can’t bring out too much Chips Ahoy
I don’t give a fuck what niggas claim if it ain’t what I rep
I’m Strictly Only Brothers, bitch nun else, my nigga fuck the rest
Pull up wit a hunnit, I ain’t leavin 'till it’s none left
You said that man taxed you for what? You got a dumb connect
Damn I really need to leave this house, I need a babysitter
You know that bitch done fucked yo gang, still put a baby in her
Hit the bitch then tried to kick her out, she tried to take me with her
Oh you be with niggas that’s gone tell? I be with janky niggas
Bout every nigga that I be 'round be on janky shit
My brodie bro wit robbers, brodie bro yeah shoutout Janky Mitch
Bitch put down yo muthafuckin arm you got some stanky pits
Stack all the music checks then trap it out, that’s how I pay the rent
I got tired of being safe, I’m being dangerous now
Still’ll pull up wit that chop to niggas auntie’s house
Boy we’ll come and find you niggas in the safest house
Yea I could tell you got some stress, bitch you breakin' out
Free all my muthafuckin 'nigs, wish I could break em out
Before I call the truce wit niggas, we could bang it out
Snakes up in the grass, these niggas slimes, I keep the ace around
Them boys sound good up on the mic, but what is they about?
Like what is they about? Like what them niggas did?
Like where the fuck you niggas from? Like where you niggas live?
Ion care what niggas on, I’m out here gettin' rich
And I could tell you doin bad, you niggas livin sick
I just hit baby from the back, I got her gettin' thick
And every time a nigga talk you better listen bitch
This bitch so fye, I’m finna put her on my christmas list
My fans don’t ever let me shop, we goin flick for flick
Middle finger up, nah I don’t fuck wit suckas
I don’t got my strap? And that’s on facts, get to uppercutting
Oh you keep yo strap? You wit the gang? You think you thuggin thuggin
By look up on yo face can tell you ain’t seen nothin
By the look up on my face, I’m up to errythang
You clique hopper of the year, you been in every gang
Keep a mug, you never see me wit no scary face
I don’t ever post no straps, them boys interrogate
I don’t fuck wit Applebee’s give me that Benihana shit
I be stuck up in my world and I can’t get me out of it
Oh you can get the shit like that? Then fuck it, send a thousand bricks
These niggas tellin' and they slidin, ain’t this shit about a bitch?
Onna gang
Ain’t this shit about a bitch?
Uh, ain’t this shit about a bitch?
Niggas tellin and they slidin, ain’t this shit about a bitch
Give me that Benihana shit, onna gang