"Bad News Benji" lyrics
You a 'lil dirty bitch I like the way you fuck (huh)
If you shake that ass, I'm gon' fuck this cash up (uh)
Soon that bitch get smashed, I'm gon' roll some gas up (huh)
Now I'm in my bag, the same one you passed up
The same one you doubted
I'm like fuck all that bitch talkin', bitch we 'bout it my nigga (brr, yea yea)
T-Shirt wrapped around my head, just like a Saudi my nigga
I hang out the whips, send shit up out this Audi my nigga
I got too many bitches, I got way too many hoes
3B fuck your missus, Tiffany lock and that bitch froze
When they killed my nigga, make the count bigger (yea)
I be wit' them niggas, that done downed niggas
I be wit' them niggas, that done downed niggas, mane'
Bad bitch, in stiletto, hotter than a tea kettle, blood
Fuck up out my face, fuck up off my D-letter, blood
Fuckin' on yo' bitch, she come give me her P-letter, blood
Told her "suck the tip, you fuckin' with 3B letter, love"
Bitch, I got soldiers on my side, we don' kno' no limit
We still want smoke on my side, like a fuckin' chimney
Opp bitch, switch up on me, shoot you through yo' titty
Then go fuck anotha' opp bitch 'cus I got too many
I'm a real renegade, henchmen call me Bad News Benji
I'mma cut up bad out this bitch, when I got dope all in me
I'mma bust yo' ass wit' this switch, 'Ion like to shoot on semi
I'mma hit the gas on this whip until that bitch on empty
Bad bitch, and her ass fat, plus her coochie pretty
Bad bitch, look like Ice Spice, she gon' act saditty
Bad bitch, she talk with a lisp, bring that shit straight to me
We jus' friends, with some benefits, bitch bring me that pussy
Fuck no bitch, I'm not a therapist, I'm a terrorist
If you shake that ass, I'm gon' fuck this cash up (uh)
Soon that bitch get smashed, I'm gon' roll some gas up (huh)
Now I'm in my bag, the same one you passed up
The same one you doubted
I'm like fuck all that bitch talkin', bitch we 'bout it my nigga (brr, yea yea)
T-Shirt wrapped around my head, just like a Saudi my nigga
I hang out the whips, send shit up out this Audi my nigga
I got too many bitches, I got way too many hoes
3B fuck your missus, Tiffany lock and that bitch froze
When they killed my nigga, make the count bigger (yea)
I be wit' them niggas, that done downed niggas
I be wit' them niggas, that done downed niggas, mane'
Bad bitch, in stiletto, hotter than a tea kettle, blood
Fuck up out my face, fuck up off my D-letter, blood
Fuckin' on yo' bitch, she come give me her P-letter, blood
Told her "suck the tip, you fuckin' with 3B letter, love"
Bitch, I got soldiers on my side, we don' kno' no limit
We still want smoke on my side, like a fuckin' chimney
Opp bitch, switch up on me, shoot you through yo' titty
Then go fuck anotha' opp bitch 'cus I got too many
I'm a real renegade, henchmen call me Bad News Benji
I'mma cut up bad out this bitch, when I got dope all in me
I'mma bust yo' ass wit' this switch, 'Ion like to shoot on semi
I'mma hit the gas on this whip until that bitch on empty
Bad bitch, and her ass fat, plus her coochie pretty
Bad bitch, look like Ice Spice, she gon' act saditty
Bad bitch, she talk with a lisp, bring that shit straight to me
We jus' friends, with some benefits, bitch bring me that pussy
Fuck no bitch, I'm not a therapist, I'm a terrorist
