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Sheron – Benghazi 2.0 lyrics
[Verse 1]
Stop by fendi on the way
Cop me
Dat new bag
Issa steal
Don’t cop me
Copying me
Bitch u couldn’t cuz u not me
Copying me
Bitch u couldn’t with a floppy
Got me
Hot sauce in the bag, bag
Drap on a nigga
Got swag, swag
Fuck a petty nigga
He mad, mad
Popping off at em
Price tags, tags
I got niggas everywhere
Atlanta to the villas
Got a few in Cali
They killas
Off witcho head
Queen Beth
Guillotines if ya next (necks)
Off with yo head
Claim you the best
Talk big like DJ Khalid
U try yo best, I’m not impressed
Tell niggas lean back
White cups up
Down it
Niggas look hungry
And I be dat Boy like Chef Ardee
Tell em dat I whip
No cocain-ee
Might sniff a lil blow
Take edge off me
Henney with da coke
Get ya next to me
Pop pills
Float in the Mercedes
Tryna ride witchu
Catch breezes
Fly by niggas
It’s Open season
Hating on me
Like I’m the reason
Career lack luster
I am gleaming
Tryna define me
Bitch I’m the meaning
Couldn’t define me with a book of meanings cuz bitch
[Chorus]
I’m blowing up like Benghazi
Ahh
How I be hot but so icy
Ahh
I’m custom made no Versace
My wrist game on time never tardy
Bitch! Stop checking for me
Niggas keep coming for me
But get no fucks from me
Bitch! Bitch! Bitch
Stop checking for me
Niggas keep coming for me
But give no fucks for free. Bitch
Bitches couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Damn
Niggas couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Bitches couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Damn
Niggas couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
(These hoes they wouldn't)
[Verse 2]
Now I got 99 muh fuckin problems
But got 99 goons that’ll solve
Won’t throw the clip to yo head to revolve it
But the issue is dead
Resolveddd it
Not a gangsta
Got a nigga on the low that’ll shank ya
For that white girl that blow
Not that singer Adele
Gets no hellos just the finger
Bitch ass nigga
Snitch on yo boys to avoid a time sentence
Heard it through the grapevine
You be slithering
Snake ass niggas, nah can’t be friending them
They are the cattle and I be branding them
Handle them
Eating these rappers like a mother fuckin cannibal
Hannibal
Killing these bastards
Abortion
Not a clinical
Check! Mic check, one two, one two
Better make sure they heard nigga what I do’s
And I ain’t talkin weddings but I vow to be your death of part one never get a two cuz...bitch
[Chorus]
I’m blowing up like Benghazi
Ahh
How I be hot but so icy
Ahh
I’m custom made no Versace
My wrist game on time never tardy
Bitch! Stop checking for me
Niggas keep coming for me
But get no fucks from me
Bitch! Bitch! Bitch
Stop checking for me
Niggas keep coming for me
But give no fucks for free. Bitch
Bitches couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Damn
Niggas couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Bitches couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Damn
Niggas couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
(These hoes they wouldn't)
I’m blowing up like Benghazi
Ahh
How I be hot but so icy
Ahh
I’m custom made no Versace
My wrist game on time never tardy
Bitch! Stop checking for me
Niggas keep coming for me
But get no fucks from me
Bitch! Bitch! Bitch
Stop checking for me
Niggas keep coming for me
But give no fucks for free. Bitch
Bitches couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Damn
Niggas couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Bitches couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Damn
Niggas couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
(These hoes they wouldn't)
Stop by fendi on the way
Cop me
Dat new bag
Issa steal
Don’t cop me
Copying me
Bitch u couldn’t cuz u not me
Copying me
Bitch u couldn’t with a floppy
Got me
Hot sauce in the bag, bag
Drap on a nigga
Got swag, swag
Fuck a petty nigga
He mad, mad
Popping off at em
Price tags, tags
I got niggas everywhere
Atlanta to the villas
Got a few in Cali
They killas
Off witcho head
Queen Beth
Guillotines if ya next (necks)
Off with yo head
Claim you the best
Talk big like DJ Khalid
U try yo best, I’m not impressed
Tell niggas lean back
White cups up
Down it
Niggas look hungry
And I be dat Boy like Chef Ardee
Tell em dat I whip
No cocain-ee
Might sniff a lil blow
Take edge off me
Henney with da coke
Get ya next to me
Pop pills
Float in the Mercedes
Tryna ride witchu
Catch breezes
Fly by niggas
It’s Open season
Hating on me
Like I’m the reason
Career lack luster
I am gleaming
Tryna define me
Bitch I’m the meaning
Couldn’t define me with a book of meanings cuz bitch
[Chorus]
I’m blowing up like Benghazi
Ahh
How I be hot but so icy
Ahh
I’m custom made no Versace
My wrist game on time never tardy
Bitch! Stop checking for me
Niggas keep coming for me
But get no fucks from me
Bitch! Bitch! Bitch
Stop checking for me
Niggas keep coming for me
But give no fucks for free. Bitch
Bitches couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Damn
Niggas couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Bitches couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Damn
Niggas couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
(These hoes they wouldn't)
[Verse 2]
Now I got 99 muh fuckin problems
But got 99 goons that’ll solve
Won’t throw the clip to yo head to revolve it
But the issue is dead
Resolveddd it
Not a gangsta
Got a nigga on the low that’ll shank ya
For that white girl that blow
Not that singer Adele
Gets no hellos just the finger
Bitch ass nigga
Snitch on yo boys to avoid a time sentence
Heard it through the grapevine
You be slithering
Snake ass niggas, nah can’t be friending them
They are the cattle and I be branding them
Handle them
Eating these rappers like a mother fuckin cannibal
Hannibal
Killing these bastards
Abortion
Not a clinical
Check! Mic check, one two, one two
Better make sure they heard nigga what I do’s
And I ain’t talkin weddings but I vow to be your death of part one never get a two cuz...bitch
[Chorus]
I’m blowing up like Benghazi
Ahh
How I be hot but so icy
Ahh
I’m custom made no Versace
My wrist game on time never tardy
Bitch! Stop checking for me
Niggas keep coming for me
But get no fucks from me
Bitch! Bitch! Bitch
Stop checking for me
Niggas keep coming for me
But give no fucks for free. Bitch
Bitches couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Damn
Niggas couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Bitches couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Damn
Niggas couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
(These hoes they wouldn't)
I’m blowing up like Benghazi
Ahh
How I be hot but so icy
Ahh
I’m custom made no Versace
My wrist game on time never tardy
Bitch! Stop checking for me
Niggas keep coming for me
But get no fucks from me
Bitch! Bitch! Bitch
Stop checking for me
Niggas keep coming for me
But give no fucks for free. Bitch
Bitches couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Damn
Niggas couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Bitches couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
Damn
Niggas couldn’t give me credit
So I bought it
(These hoes they wouldn't)
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