Benji Ostentation - Presidential Flows lyrics
[Benji Ostentation - Presidential Flows lyrics]
LOL, that bitch, she want me now
Domestic abuse, beat her back
Call me Chris Brown feel like Nikki
Cause I got too many songs now
Twin chopsticks
And they both playin' chow-chow
Get the money, bagged it up
Then I spent it back
Like, I work on my wrist like a acrobat
Rather frost
But you better not touch that thermostat
You only had money when you
Got them taxes back
I want all the blue, not the green
Think I'm prejudice
Holy steppin, call me Sir Benji Elegance
Humble nigga, but I tend to get arrogant
Stealin' my sauce
Don't forget what you inherited
Got blue and green in this leaf
Countin' my funds speak guapanese
You think I'm speaking in Tongues
He think he tough
'cause he bought him a gun
I don't play games, I take the f out of fun
Hop on the beat go ballistic
The numbers you claimin' you
Do is too unrealistic
Philosophy to get the money, now niggas
They claimin' I'm too idealistic
I copped a new whip
Then I flew like a nimbus
Blow money and bitches like
The laws of physics i walk with the blue
Don't mistake it for crippin'
I'm chasin' digit's
But not for these bitches
Put my eye in the scope, then I told him
C-O-D with these guns
Lets make an instrumental
Aim for the head nigga, aim for his mental
I'ma trap with the Egyptians to
Shoot at your temple
Stop tryna be something you cannot live up to
Benji a prodigy, know who you talkin' to
I'ma pass you the L so I can pick up the W
Tae water whippin'
I'm still playin' peek-a boo
Ay, Retro, Retro
Retro, Retro, Retro, Hold on Retro
Slide with the rocket now
I do not pocket out
These niggas bitin' my style
Like a crocodile think you a shooter
Pull up and I'll lock it down
Been had the sauce
So I will not go lose it now
I get the bag and you know that it's definite
You stole my style
I could tell by the evidence
If I feel evil, I slide at your residence
Tae Retro, I should go run for the president
If you wanna act today, I will go activate
All of this power, I might have to evacuate
The track really hittin'
I bet that it smack today
If I go get heated
Don't play with my hands today
Ay, Tae Retro, uh tae Retro, uh
Hold on Retro
Domestic abuse, beat her back
Call me Chris Brown feel like Nikki
Cause I got too many songs now
Twin chopsticks
And they both playin' chow-chow
Get the money, bagged it up
Then I spent it back
Like, I work on my wrist like a acrobat
Rather frost
But you better not touch that thermostat
You only had money when you
Got them taxes back
I want all the blue, not the green
Think I'm prejudice
Holy steppin, call me Sir Benji Elegance
Humble nigga, but I tend to get arrogant
Stealin' my sauce
Don't forget what you inherited
Got blue and green in this leaf
Countin' my funds speak guapanese
You think I'm speaking in Tongues
He think he tough
'cause he bought him a gun
I don't play games, I take the f out of fun
Hop on the beat go ballistic
The numbers you claimin' you
Do is too unrealistic
Philosophy to get the money, now niggas
They claimin' I'm too idealistic
I copped a new whip
Then I flew like a nimbus
Blow money and bitches like
The laws of physics i walk with the blue
Don't mistake it for crippin'
I'm chasin' digit's
But not for these bitches
Put my eye in the scope, then I told him
C-O-D with these guns
Lets make an instrumental
Aim for the head nigga, aim for his mental
I'ma trap with the Egyptians to
Shoot at your temple
Stop tryna be something you cannot live up to
Benji a prodigy, know who you talkin' to
I'ma pass you the L so I can pick up the W
Tae water whippin'
I'm still playin' peek-a boo
Ay, Retro, Retro
Retro, Retro, Retro, Hold on Retro
Slide with the rocket now
I do not pocket out
These niggas bitin' my style
Like a crocodile think you a shooter
Pull up and I'll lock it down
Been had the sauce
So I will not go lose it now
I get the bag and you know that it's definite
You stole my style
I could tell by the evidence
If I feel evil, I slide at your residence
Tae Retro, I should go run for the president
If you wanna act today, I will go activate
All of this power, I might have to evacuate
The track really hittin'
I bet that it smack today
If I go get heated
Don't play with my hands today
Ay, Tae Retro, uh tae Retro, uh
Hold on Retro