militant

holiday season

yeah

yeah

yeah

yeah

it's holiday season

bitch

uh

3 pills got my body noddin' off

really think i'm out this world

had a condom on but she begging me to take it off

probably coming out your girl

1942 mixed it with the clicquot

i'ma probably hurl

lot of weights on the plug

i could lift it with my arms

i just gotta curl

i'm killing everything

ain't got a girl

niggas codeine free and they run out to sell

we got sour diesel by the barrel

nowadays get it up in the pannamera

i played the block with the demons

where you could get shot for no reason

i grew up plottin' and scheming

now i drop the top on the beamer

my bitch ain't got her no visa

but i know her props get it cheaper

i kick it like soccer

no fifa

just watching for robbers and keishas

'cause i'll play the block with the tweakers

100 grams in this pocket

could've sliced up some pizzas

took the foregin top down like it's caeser

pussy good

but homie

i wouldn't keep her

talkin' 'bout money i gettin' it

talkin' 'bout foreigns

i'm whippin' 'em

that shit make 'em look at you different

have a thot bitch

i feel like a kid again

lately

i've been close with benjamin

with all camo on us we militant

cameras stay on us

we killing shit

i woke up and went to the dealership

that's not my girl

i'm just hittin' it

can i be friends with no benefits

i used to trap out them tenements

that cuban look at the dominican

lately

i've been close with benjamin

c's in a foreign

it's cinnamon

not guilty

they know i'm not innocent

lately

i've been close with benjamin

yeah

yeah

yeah

yeah

currently

i've just been stacking my currency

i'ma need all of mine urgently

i told you i'm in this bitch permanantly

showing no courtesy

yeah i got the top on 'em purposely

tell them fuck niggas come search for me

yeah

yeah

i mix my drink 'till it's purpley

i keep some pints for emergencies

yeah

whenever you playin' my shit

how to go get it what you gon' learn from me

money

the root of all evil

and nigga

that's what it's turning me

when i'm creeping through the city

no foreign

i tell 'em surban me

i got that pack on me certainly

nigga

i had your back 'till you turned on me

nigga

whenever we come on

i'm liable to up when i'm with the guys

yeah

yeah

murder from

don't leave the on me

i ain't with the surprise

yeah

yeah

yeah

i'm still with the service

all of the workers and all the suppliers

yeah

yeah

i cruise in the coupe and that bitch bulletproof from the roof to the tires

talkin' 'bout money i gettin' it

talkin' 'bout foreigns

i'm whippin' 'em

that shit make 'em look at you different

have a thot bitch

i feel like a kid again

lately

i've been close with benjamin

with all camo on us we militant

cameras stay on us

we killing shit

i woke up and went to the dealership

that's not my gun

i'm just hittin' it

can i be friends with no benefits?

i used to trap out them

that cuban look at the dominican

lately

i've been close with benjamin

c's in a foreign

it's cinnamon

not guilty

they know i'm not innocent

lately

i've been close with benjamin