Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benji Blue Bills
Benji Blue Bills
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Myles Packwood
Myles Packwood
Songwriter
Nico Allen
Nico Allen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
by Denzel “Heartbreak” Richards
Mixing Engineer
Mayday
Mayday
Producer

Lyrics

Cowboy 3B, yeah, he gon' bang it out One time I fuck with yo' bitch and she turnt out I beat that nigga, that nigga burnt out Switch the clip out the whip, then that bitch turnt out I'm a street nigga, I'm still eatin' Rotel I'm a street nigga, I still make a dope sell Fuck up the one when we trap out the hotel Work that stick, one hand like Odell Sell out my merch and it never gon' restock I don't know how she suckin' that dick with her jaw locked Big five, spin a fuck, nigga, block non-stop Big five gang, nigga, whole lotta dead opps Face shot gang, nigga, whole lotta red dot 3B, five, got this shit in a headlock Lot of gangsters be givin' out head tap, head tap, head tap, head tap Lookin' for Ben, nigga, why did you said that? My niggas spinnin', get dirty in hellcats I'm tryna pull up, get dirty with meds at Niggas say nobody be on the front street Why the fuck would we kick it with the feds at? Nigga, nobody be on backstreet evil them niggas go with the dead at Real gun smoke, nigga, know you can smell that Niggas not gangsta, I know they gon' tell that Red Rum backwards, nigga, can you spell that? New attachment on that 20-shot Hellcat Water on me like I jumped in a well I'm gettin' money, nigga, can you tell? Work that stick like Turk, free shell Call up 5ive, say send 'em to hell 3B step on shit, make bail 75K, nigga, that be my bail, I ain't talkin' about 10% I ain't rollin' shit down, I'ma shoot through the tint Soon as you pop out, shit get spent Opp down, opp down, where did he went? Fuck her, spin that shit gettin' bent Backwards where his shit get sent Now his baby mama fuckin' for rent Cowboy 3B, yeah, he gon' bang it out One time I fuck with yo' bitch and she turnt out I beat that nigga, that nigga burnt out Switch the clip out the whip, then that bitch turnt out I'm a street nigga, I'm still eatin' Rotel I'm a street nigga, I still make a dope sell Fuck up the one when we trap out the hotel Work that stick, one hand like Odell Sell out my merch and it never gon' restock I don't know how she suckin' that dick with her jaw locked Big five, spin a fuck, nigga, block non-stop Big five gang, nigga, whole lotta dead opps Face shot gang, nigga, whole lotta red dot 3B, five, got this shit in a headlock Lot of gangsters be givin' out head tap, head tap, head tap, head tap
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Nico Allen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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