Lil Durk – Benihana (feat. Kodak Black) Lyrics

Lil Durk – Benihana (feat. Kodak Black) Lyrics
Benihana
Lil Durk (feat. Kodak Black)
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    "Benihana." - Lil Durk (feat. Kodak Black)

    Album: Signed to the Streets 3
    Track No: 13

    Big Ze shit
    Zo shit, no ho shit
    Z's up 'til I freeze up
    DJ on the beat, so it's a banger
    Ayy, money hungry, I went to Beni-hundreds
    Ordered up a brick, they whipped it right in front of me
    I'm a brilliant youngin, I'm out here road running
    Went to Benihanas, I told 'em no onion
    I be thuggin' by myself, I never need nobody
    I'm off so much molly got me creepin' through sideways
    Go and ask the streets about me, fuck what all the blogs say, baby
    Jumpin' out with that woolie right in broad day, baby
    I was raised by myself, I don't need guys
    I was trappin' by myself in my Levi's
    Sold a four, how you broke my heart
    Mmh, mm-mm-mm
    Yeah, they gon' shoot
    Yeah, this what they do
    (Tsh, grah), hang out that roof
    Fuck everybody, that's my mood
    Bro want to cut with a MAC on him
    2K for the jeans with the patch on it
    I was done with the Act', now I'm back on it
    Don't sub-tweet, just at homie, yeah
    Snitch a part of your charge
    Bad bitch give me a massage
    Lil' scammer, swipe your card
    Keep hammers, I'm livin' large
    My heart is full of a scar
    Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
    I had dreams of being rich as hell
    Confused when you talk, can people tell?
    I'ma go trap with a digital scale
    I'ma talk pounds when they get through the mail
    Nigga might tell you not fit for the jail
    How you gon' feel when a nigga get killed?
    First time countin' a mil', got chills
    Back then, eatin' meals on wheels
    Die for the gang 'cause I know I will
    Made it out with no idea
    Shawties got all on in that club door 'cause they didn't ID 'em
    Shawty name never in that stuff, he don't go IG
    Niggas always talking too tough, nigga, what it is
    And I scream, "Free Boona," fuck what he did, yeah
    I was raised by myself, I don't need guys
    I was trappin' by myself in my Levi's
    Sold a four, how you broke my heart
    Mmh, mm-mm-mm
    Yeah, they gon' shoot
    Yeah, this what they do
    (Tsh, grah), hang out that roof
    Fuck everybody, that's my mood

    Writer(s): Chopsquad DJ, Kodak Black, Lil Durk.

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