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Benji Blue Bills
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Benji Blue Bills
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Mayday
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Mayday, mayday, mayday! N9815L, I'm in trouble! Mayday, mayday, mayday!
B, B, B, B, B
I love this shit, Nino
N9815L, Fort Dodge, go ahead
B, B, B, B, B, B, B, B, B, B
I have no idea where I'm going, I'm going to crash! Mayday, mayday, mayday!
Yeah, let's GTF (Come on)
Let's get the fuck outta here
Yeah, now you the best
Huh, Benji I'm proud of you
Yeah, let's GTF
Want the headshot, fuck the body, they wearin' vests
Vivi all over my body, I'm super fresh
These **** they just be talkin', I'm sayin' less
Yeah, we goin' and stand over top cause we like to step
Too many keys, I don't know, I might take the 'Vette
Miami Heat, I don't know, I might place a bet
Forty-four-hundred, yeah, it ain't no stoppin' that
I up the five on the four, I be droppin' that
I'm tryna fuck up Rodeo, I'm coppin' that
Yeah, sleep with the five, yeah, I sleep where the choppers at
What the fuck do you got on? We not rockin' that
Don't fuck with no ice, we not droppin' that
She see the dick and she start toppin' that
Shoot up the party, I don't know who I'm poppin' at
Been had a bomb, I don't post where my locker at
I'm wit' Nino and Zelly, fucked your bitch, had to tell 'em
Let's GTF (Yeah)
Let's get the fuck outta here (Gone)
Yeah, now you the best (The best)
Huh, Benji I'm proud of you (Let's go)
Yeah, let's GTF
Want the headshot, fuck the body, they wearin' vests
Vivi all over my body, I'm super fresh
These **** they just be talkin', I'm sayin' less
Yeah, we goin' and stand over top cause we like to step
Too many keys, I don't know, I might take the 'Vette
Miami Heat, I don't know, I might place a bet
Forty-four-hundred, yeah, it ain't no stoppin' that
I up the five on the four, I be droppin' that
I'm tryna fuck up Rodeo, I'm coppin' that
Put a four of lean up in my belly, got my mental straight
Nut up in that bitch, but I pop thirty so she can't be late
Scored a basket, made them close the casket way we took his face
Free the Brim Reaper, my whole gang thuggin' tryna catch a case
Bust out your speakers, caught him on Sunset and bust his ass
Now he L.A. leakin'
Man, these choppers with two thirty mags, they say I be tweakin'
When old man zipped his body bag he tried some self-defence
When old man zipped his body bag he gave me a reason
Yeah, let's GTF
Let's get the fuck outta here
Yeah, now you the best
Huh, Benji I'm proud of you
Yeah, let's GTF
Want the headshot, fuck the body, they wearin' vests
Vivi all over my body, I'm super fresh
These **** they just be talkin', I'm sayin' less
Yeah, we goin' and stand over top cause we like to step
Too many keys, I don't know, I might take the 'Vette
Miami Heat, I don't know, I might place a bet
Forty-four-hundred yeah it ain't no stoppin' that
I up the five on the four I be droppin' that
I'm tryna fuck up Rodeo, I'm coppin' that
Written by: Benji Blue