"MURDA BENZ" lyrics
Mixtape Twizzy Bitch
Ooh
I'm starting my morning
A blunt of exotic
A hoe with a body
Some purp and some takis
I'm really the biggest
Like Christopher Wallace
But Christopher Moore
On the coast of this island
With tusi and chocolates
U take this here Molly, like taking a rocket
U jump out ya body, we tapping ya pockets
U niggas ain't popping, u niggas ain't got it
He ain't twist, don't sign em
Hold up twin, I got em, ayyy
Been poppin' shit since Toddlers
The laws took my Glock, they got it
Like Shedeur, I'm on perfect timing
Perfect hoe got her twerking and grindin'
Like u want this smoke?
No problem
Hold Up, Bitch
I don't dance, I syrup, I Benz
I don't save, I splurge, I spends
She gone slurp then burp this dick
Couldn't die trying, so twist I'm rich
West side, north side, south side bitch
Traveling the world since I was 10
Louis or Gucci it all depends
My life is a movie and I cast all my friends
And cut all the bitches that ain't tryna bend
Bend ya ass over and break all ya limbs
Stomped in that pussy like I'm wearing timbs
The son of a pimp and these lil niggas trim
These lil niggas shrimps
These lil niggas wimps
And I roll my doobies the size of a blimp
Get high as the fuck
But my eyes low as chimps
Looking like I just dreamt
Beware of the drip
It's signs in the road
Watch out for the dips
U might need to yield
U come down my block
Fuck around and get flipped
Eject out the window
Nobody's exempt
Got bodies as gifts
I'm young twist young Carter
I'm from the hood by Carter
It's like riding in water proof
Got something to stop "rain water"
I got the Glock aim in order
U know the tank came with armor
I got this Mula to the ceiling
Like I did a joint deal with Warner
But it's young money, ya honor
I smelling like pressure if u wonder
I was 13 with a condo and commas
And, u was 13 with yo mama bitch
I could have tea with yo mama trick
At a four seasons in London bitch
She know I'm the prince of this Mula shit
Now what u gone do for this money bitch?
What u gone do for this money bitch?
Ooh
I'm starting my morning
A blunt of exotic
A hoe with a body
Some purp and some takis
I'm really the biggest
Like Christopher Wallace
But Christopher Moore
On the coast of this island
With tusi and chocolates
U take this here Molly, like taking a rocket
U jump out ya body, we tapping ya pockets
U niggas ain't popping, u niggas ain't got it
He ain't twist, don't sign em
Hold up twin, I got em, ayyy
Been poppin' shit since Toddlers
The laws took my Glock, they got it
Like Shedeur, I'm on perfect timing
Perfect hoe got her twerking and grindin'
Like u want this smoke?
No problem
Hold Up, Bitch
I don't dance, I syrup, I Benz
I don't save, I splurge, I spends
She gone slurp then burp this dick
Couldn't die trying, so twist I'm rich
West side, north side, south side bitch
Traveling the world since I was 10
Louis or Gucci it all depends
My life is a movie and I cast all my friends
And cut all the bitches that ain't tryna bend
Bend ya ass over and break all ya limbs
Stomped in that pussy like I'm wearing timbs
The son of a pimp and these lil niggas trim
These lil niggas shrimps
These lil niggas wimps
And I roll my doobies the size of a blimp
Get high as the fuck
But my eyes low as chimps
Looking like I just dreamt
Beware of the drip
It's signs in the road
Watch out for the dips
U might need to yield
U come down my block
Fuck around and get flipped
Eject out the window
Nobody's exempt
Got bodies as gifts
I'm young twist young Carter
I'm from the hood by Carter
It's like riding in water proof
Got something to stop "rain water"
I got the Glock aim in order
U know the tank came with armor
I got this Mula to the ceiling
Like I did a joint deal with Warner
But it's young money, ya honor
I smelling like pressure if u wonder
I was 13 with a condo and commas
And, u was 13 with yo mama bitch
I could have tea with yo mama trick
At a four seasons in London bitch
She know I'm the prince of this Mula shit
Now what u gone do for this money bitch?
What u gone do for this money bitch?
