Z Money, Key Glock, G Herbo - Bon Appétit lyrics

Herbert Wright III

[Z Money, Key Glock, G Herbo - Bon Appétit lyrics]

Young nigga eatin', uh, bon appetit, uh
Messed up Halloween, what, pull
Up, trick or treat, yuh
Nigga, ain't shit sweet, uh, fuck
'round and get sweeped, yuh
I don't play with freaks, uh
Bitch, I play for keeps, duh
Real dope dealer, uh, foreign car drifter
Yeah
Real go getter, uh, and a cop killer, yeah
Posted like a center, uh, Lord
Knows I'm a sinner, yeah
Benjamins for dinner, yuh
Money hungry nigga, yeah

A money hungry nigga, Benjamins for dinner
Got money on my mental, when you cook it
Cook it gentle
No, this is not no rental, Mercedes
The car got sensors
Your bitch say that she missin'
Just stuck my dick in her dental
Re-rockin' fundamental, it's simple
Just stay consistent
I was born a hitter, whippin' got my arm
Fuckin' foreign bitches and it's got
Some diamonds in it
Finest of the blickys, got a whole 50 in it
Hit me, trap house spendin'
Got a whole semi in it
Droppin' off the bales and pickin' up
Got money in it flashy with my pendant like
A chandelier in mansion
Come get your one shot
Tryna shake your hand 'cause I'm not friendly

Young nigga eatin', uh, bon appetit, uh
Messed up Halloween, what, pull
Up, trick or treat, yuh
Nigga, ain't shit sweet, uh, fuck
'round and get sweeped, yuh
I don't play with freaks, uh
Bitch, I play for keeps, duh
Real dope dealer, uh, foreign car drifter
Yeah
Real go getter, uh, and a cop killer, yeah
Posted like a center, uh, Lord
Knows I'm a sinner, yeah
Benjamins for dinner, yuh
Money hungry nigga, yeah

Too rich, a young nigga, this 1920
They tryna lynch me
Who the fuck he think he is?
Take a brand new Rollie, put diamonds in it
I make that much in 10 years
You spent that on Balenciaga denim
Brand new Bentaygas in 'em
10k with my jogger in 'em
I made 10k in my joggers
Closet hid a whole bunch of Robbins in 'em
And we ain't with none of
That flodgin', flex 'round here
We robbin' in 'em
My brother pop out late night like Batman
Used to be Robin with him
Still got the Skydweller, 40 Glock in
My left hand, brain cuckoo, need a CAT Scan
24 in the clip, me and Lil Ku in the brand
New coupe with the SN
And spent the coupe on a brand
New crib, went to sleep, bought that bitch a
Yeah, you blue 'cause your bitch
Took a picture here
So for sure she was showin' up pressin'
Best invest in a vest on them bitches, fly
Around his chest them, I just move 'em
Finesse with

Young nigga eatin', uh, bon appetit, uh
Messed up Halloween, what, pull
Up, trick or treat, yuh
Nigga, ain't shit sweet, uh, fuck
'round and get sweeped, yuh
I don't play with freaks, uh
Bitch, I play for keeps, duh
Real dope dealer, uh, foreign car drifter
Yeah
Real go getter, uh, and a cop killer, yeah
Posted like a center, uh, Lord
Knows I'm a sinner, yeah
Benjamins for dinner, yuh
Money hungry nigga, yeah

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