Tony Shhnow, 10kDunkin - Die Bout Mine lyrics
[Tony Shhnow, 10kDunkin - Die Bout Mine lyrics]
(BenjiCold, why you icy?) yeah, go, yeah, go
Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah damn baby, yeah, baby
She said I be on her mind when
She dream at night
Just 'cause that nigga did you wrong
Don't mean I won't treat you right
Put racks in my Richard
got bands in my clock
But I ain't even know to waste time
We came in the game and we gave it light
But they know I die 'bout mine
I keep that fye but I die 'bout mine
(Benji, what the fuck is wrong with you?)
They tryna catch up but they rollin' behind
Fell out with some niggas when I asked
God to give me a sign got 10 on my face
But I'm clutching that nine
I'm high as hell
I might say something wrong
Don't play with me
I'm gon' leave that boy flyin'
No effort, I don't even be tryin'
Oh you think shit sweet? Then try it
Think it's sweet, come on nigga
Let's try it go ahead call your plug
Tell him I'm buyin'
Keep a strap, who wanna go? I'm ridin'
Frontline but I snuck in the back
Touchdown, this shit they been waitin' on
No money on the line, can't pick up my phone
Trap look like my aunty house
Got collard greens and peas
I'd die on my feet before I
Ever live on my knees we tear up the road
Shawty stay up out them streets
One hunnid on the road
Like ain't no time for plan B
You was lookin for someone to beef with
But that ain't me
Oh, you want beef? Well it's free
These niggas want a feat' for the cheap
Hell nah, this shit on my feet
It ain't cheap
You know that Glock on me hit like the beat
Double cup got me talkin' to the beat
You don't got a Glock
You don't walk in that street
My money in order, I like my shit neat
Run to the money, my Adidas got a crease
All these lil' bands
I'm just gon' flip it
(BenjiCold, why you icy?)
The fact that time tickin'
But this Rollie on me isn't
Tryna run this shit up
Gotta keep my distance i pull the stick out
That bitch hit from a distance
Once I found my way, them bands came instant
You just gotta go and get it
I'm on a mission
She said I be on her mind
When she dream at night
Just 'cause that nigga did you wrong
Don't mean I won't treat you right
Put racks in my Richard
Got bands in my clock
But I ain't even know to waste time
We came in the game and we gave it light
But they know I die 'bout mine
I keep that fye but I die 'bout mine
(Benji, what the fuck is wrong with you?)
They tryna catch up but they rollin' behind
Fell out with some niggas when I asked
God to give me a sign got 10 on my face
But I'm clutching that nine
I'm high as hell
I might say something wrong
Don't play with me
I'm gon' leave that boy flyin'
No effort, I don't even be tryin'
Oh you think shit sweet? Then try it
Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah damn baby, yeah, baby
She said I be on her mind when
She dream at night
Just 'cause that nigga did you wrong
Don't mean I won't treat you right
Put racks in my Richard
got bands in my clock
But I ain't even know to waste time
We came in the game and we gave it light
But they know I die 'bout mine
I keep that fye but I die 'bout mine
(Benji, what the fuck is wrong with you?)
They tryna catch up but they rollin' behind
Fell out with some niggas when I asked
God to give me a sign got 10 on my face
But I'm clutching that nine
I'm high as hell
I might say something wrong
Don't play with me
I'm gon' leave that boy flyin'
No effort, I don't even be tryin'
Oh you think shit sweet? Then try it
Think it's sweet, come on nigga
Let's try it go ahead call your plug
Tell him I'm buyin'
Keep a strap, who wanna go? I'm ridin'
Frontline but I snuck in the back
Touchdown, this shit they been waitin' on
No money on the line, can't pick up my phone
Trap look like my aunty house
Got collard greens and peas
I'd die on my feet before I
Ever live on my knees we tear up the road
Shawty stay up out them streets
One hunnid on the road
Like ain't no time for plan B
You was lookin for someone to beef with
But that ain't me
Oh, you want beef? Well it's free
These niggas want a feat' for the cheap
Hell nah, this shit on my feet
It ain't cheap
You know that Glock on me hit like the beat
Double cup got me talkin' to the beat
You don't got a Glock
You don't walk in that street
My money in order, I like my shit neat
Run to the money, my Adidas got a crease
All these lil' bands
I'm just gon' flip it
(BenjiCold, why you icy?)
The fact that time tickin'
But this Rollie on me isn't
Tryna run this shit up
Gotta keep my distance i pull the stick out
That bitch hit from a distance
Once I found my way, them bands came instant
You just gotta go and get it
I'm on a mission
She said I be on her mind
When she dream at night
Just 'cause that nigga did you wrong
Don't mean I won't treat you right
Put racks in my Richard
Got bands in my clock
But I ain't even know to waste time
We came in the game and we gave it light
But they know I die 'bout mine
I keep that fye but I die 'bout mine
(Benji, what the fuck is wrong with you?)
They tryna catch up but they rollin' behind
Fell out with some niggas when I asked
God to give me a sign got 10 on my face
But I'm clutching that nine
I'm high as hell
I might say something wrong
Don't play with me
I'm gon' leave that boy flyin'
No effort, I don't even be tryin'
Oh you think shit sweet? Then try it