Rollin In My Benzo

Well I be rolling in my benz-oh, smoking on Gurilla glue. Bottle of yak, turned up, nigga what it do? Look at the glow on my motherfuckin wrist. Listening to snoop Dogg Bitches Ain’t Shit! (While) Rolling in my benZo. C230. Wip look clean but, he too dirty. Rims so petty Silver wet paint, finna make ‘em all faint, when the eyes hit my jury (jewelry) Never in a hurry, to make a little money cause it find me. “Son you getting money” Don’t remind me. See it’s all timing sparkle like a diamond> Sneak a uzi on the island in my nah, nigga fuck that. I ain’t having none of that, look at how my charm Swang…. You better recognize a motherfucking Bronx thing. When you see it. It’s all genius. Do me a solid get off my motherfucking penis Ain’t shit yeah I said it. Gettin gettin money. Fall on dark times, bet my diamonds make it sunny think it’s funny let me show you. Cause I already told you. You don’t need a auto to get get tuned with the pro tool. Better believe that. Cause you don’t need that. You better try a little positive, feedback. Put a stack of greenbacks, on ya SnapBack. Them skateboarders have you jammed in a backpack. But it ain’t bout that… I’m for the good shit. Ain’t tronna turn a good vibe to some hood shit. This the good ship. Getting my Lilly pop licked, on my snoop Dogg shit BITCHHHHHHH