Quadeca - Benz lyrics
[Quadeca - Benz lyrics]
Take a ride in the ends
I'm just chillin' over on the
Side with my friends, yeah, yeah
And I'ma die in a Benz
When I get the money, I
Won't try to pretend, yeah, yeah
Feelin' fly in the ends
I'm just chillin' over on the
Side with my friends, yeah, yeah
And I'ma die in a Benz
When I get the money, I won't try to pretend
Yeah
If life's a game, I swear, it's pay to play
So many bars I've been afraid to say
So many reasons that I've stayed up late
Tryna make my case for the day-to day
Saw problems make a greater plague
Kill Trump and Pence, can pray your gay away
This shit's exhaustin', I need Gatorade
Now they're fakin' pain
They can't make a change
'Bout to disappear like David Blaine
Can someone point me to the exit?
Damn, this work has really
Got me losin' pounds
Like I'm comin' out of Brexit
But I gotta eat my breakfast
I got some oatmeal and some Chex Mix
Your girl talk about my next hit while
She checks shit off of Netflix
I just finished with the dentist
She said I really need to floss more
So I went to the Yeezy store
And I liked them shit's, so I bought four
And one day, I'll be on tour
And they'll be screamin' for an encore
'Cause I drop all this bomb shit till
They got it and they want more yeah
Feelin' fly in the ends
I'm just chillin' over on the
Side with my friends, yeah, yeah
And I'ma die in a Benz
When I get this money, I
Won't try to pretend, yeah
Feelin' fly in the ends
I'm just chillin' over on the
Side with my friends, yeah, yeah
And I'ma die in a Benz
When I get this money, I
Won't try to pretend, yeah
I'm just chillin' over on the
Side with my friends, yeah, yeah
And I'ma die in a Benz
When I get the money, I
Won't try to pretend, yeah, yeah
Feelin' fly in the ends
I'm just chillin' over on the
Side with my friends, yeah, yeah
And I'ma die in a Benz
When I get the money, I won't try to pretend
Yeah
If life's a game, I swear, it's pay to play
So many bars I've been afraid to say
So many reasons that I've stayed up late
Tryna make my case for the day-to day
Saw problems make a greater plague
Kill Trump and Pence, can pray your gay away
This shit's exhaustin', I need Gatorade
Now they're fakin' pain
They can't make a change
'Bout to disappear like David Blaine
Can someone point me to the exit?
Damn, this work has really
Got me losin' pounds
Like I'm comin' out of Brexit
But I gotta eat my breakfast
I got some oatmeal and some Chex Mix
Your girl talk about my next hit while
She checks shit off of Netflix
I just finished with the dentist
She said I really need to floss more
So I went to the Yeezy store
And I liked them shit's, so I bought four
And one day, I'll be on tour
And they'll be screamin' for an encore
'Cause I drop all this bomb shit till
They got it and they want more yeah
Feelin' fly in the ends
I'm just chillin' over on the
Side with my friends, yeah, yeah
And I'ma die in a Benz
When I get this money, I
Won't try to pretend, yeah
Feelin' fly in the ends
I'm just chillin' over on the
Side with my friends, yeah, yeah
And I'ma die in a Benz
When I get this money, I
Won't try to pretend, yeah