Cole Bennett
کاور آهنگ Cole Bennett از G Herbo

Cole Bennett

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(Are you still taking the pain killers?)

Uh

Uh

Uh, yeah

Look

I remember (I remember) I ain't even have no dinner, nigga, now I'm eating (for real)

Steak and lobster, no more chicken tenders (ayy)

I remember (I remember) we was beefin' with some other killers, now they dead (for real)

'Cause really me and all my brothers spinners (for real)

I'm just sayin' (I'm just sayin'), when we catch him, we gon' spark his ass where he stand

Left him layin' by the garbage can in front his mans (pussy)

I ain't playin', shit get darker than pitch black

Heat go click-clack, who go harder than us?

Pray you don't become a target then (nope)

I remember when this shit got started, we was all beginners

January ain't here yet or December, middle of November, what up?

I'ma keep gettin' money all winter

No Limit, no law (ayy), got influence over all members (ayy)

No Limit, no law, fuck the rules, I'm a law bender

Always in attendance, clear the smoke, that was my agenda (G Herbo)

All he do is bark, he ain't got no fuckin' dog in him

I grew up with heart

Pull up, put the whip in park, simple (skrrt)

Hop out, let it spark

Put some hollow tips in his temple

Everything a go on the menu

Name some shit I didn't do (huh)

Head shot, head shot, face, face

He got left with pimples, dimples

Now his body cold, igloo

It's official, get your issue

Mama nose need some tissue

Everybody sayin' they miss you

Rap, but I won't never diss you

No homo, the pistol kiss you (muah)

Play with lions, tigers, bears, and them bitches bit you

Cut your grass everywhere, 'cause them snakes'll hiss too

Draco got a switch too

Go off like a missile (grrah)

If them boys get to starvin', they eat through the gristle (grr)

Thought I heard a purr, pussy boy, it fit you

I'm rich, bitch, 100K on my wrist, Swerve whistle

This shit lit, I'm havin' whips, mansions, and some pents too (ayy, ayy)

When you pay that shit in cash, how they gon' evict you? (Uh)

Do it better than your last, how they gon' forget you? (huh?)

Get that paper, spend it (spend it)

You can't take it with you

Bank with knots

It's a drum on the Glock, either way, you can hold fifty

Ride 'round with menaces

All the windows tinted

Might be rented

Hop out, shoot some shit like Cole Bennett