Cole Bennet (feat. Young Slo-Be)

(Ayy, it's Riq on them keys and them kicks)

****, I ain't finna run from no ****

You won't see me in no club if I can't bring my pole in it

Yeah, pass me the uh, uh, uh, we roll ****

Pass my lil' bro the Glock, he love to shoot, he Cole Bennett

Try to play me like I'm dumb, bitch, you got the wrong ****

You was caked up with the bitch, I was on the road with it

Ain't forgot about that shit you **** said, we on ****

Pass my lil' bro the uh, he love to shoot, he Cole Bennett

I pass lil' bro the uh, he love to shoot, he Cole Bennett

Yeah, trap or the booth, either way, I'm gon' get it

I done slid past your hood and you was a ghost in it

I want her and her, yes, sir, they both with it

**** playin' with his nose, what, you puttin' coke in it?

So much mud in my cup, they thought it was a Coke, ****

Spit in her mouth, I heard you do the toe lickin'

I might give her good dick, but, baby know it's no feelings, yeah

It's on my lap, this the one I ride 'round

You ain't even with the shit, pussy ****, calm down

I was broke as a bitch, they say I'm a don now

Nineteen with my own shit, you was at your mom house, yeah

****, I ain't finna run from no man

Bitch claim she ain't a thot, okay, you a ho then, yeah

That **** throwin' up what? Smoke him

Bitch was tryna hold some cheese, I grab my nuts like, "Hold them," on the gang

****, I ain't finna run from no ****

You won't see me in no club if I can't bring my pole in it

Yeah, pass me the uh, uh, uh, we roll ****

Pass my lil' bro the Glock, he love to shoot, he Cole Bennett

Try to play me like I'm dumb, bitch, you got the wrong ****

You was caked up with the bitch, I was on the road with it

Ain't forgot about that shit you **** said, we on ****

Pass my lil' bro the uh, he love to shoot, he Cole Bennett

Ayy

Lil' cuddy shoot ****, on my mama, he Cole Bennett, **** (On 2-1, ****)

All these new **** droppin' the shit, ****, you're not in it, ****

I do the walkthrough 'cause I'm a top hat

Plus I send them **** through and they in all black

Barkin' on the 'net, ****, y'all need to stop that

Ooh-wee, you know the feds watchin'

Bitch want a policeman, I cannot cuff her

Ayy, ayy, 304, you a trap buster

On 2-1, I'm Slo-Be Bryant 'cause I'm a pole buster

Ooh-wee, free the YGs, but we don't know Mustard (2-1, ****)

Bitch want a policeman, I cannot cuff her

Ayy, ayy, 304, you a trap buster

On 2-1, I'm Slo-Be Bryant 'cause I'm a pole buster

Ooh-wee, free the YGs, but we don't know Mustard (On 2-1)

****, I ain't finna run from no ****

You won't see me in no club if I can't bring my pole in it

Yeah, pass me the uh, uh, uh, we roll ****

Pass my lil' bro the Glock, he love to shoot, he Cole Bennett

Try to play me like I'm dumb, bitch, you got the wrong ****

You was caked up with the bitch, I was on the road with it

Ain't forgot about that shit you **** said, we on ****

Pass my lil' bro the uh, he love to shoot, he Cole Bennett, on the gang, ****