Benzarelli Heembeezy (Ft. Fivestardjay)

[Chorus: Heembeezy]
In the back of the Benzarelli with a drum and a Drac'
You can't slide on this skit if you ain't got what it takes
We make the chop sing, I'm lovin' the sound that it make
I got tired of bein' broke, I got on somethin'
Nigga can't hop in the whip, ain't got your own gun
I don't get up in my feelings, I get loaded
Get off your ass, get a bag, get some motion
Only thing I trust is my pistol and a Trojan

[Verse 1: Heembeezy]
Only thing I trust is my pistol and a condom
Put that boy on the news like Obama
We was gang thick slidin' in a Honda
Poke the window, hop the fence, we crept through the back
Them boys still got my phone, I don't want it back
Me and the homie spot got hot like a thermostat
He said, "Come to Frisbee Park," I never heard of that
We gon' hit him in his heart where his burner at
Hmm, I just poured a four of the Wockiesha
I choose the money over the pussy, I do not need it
She said she wanna give me her pussy, but I might bleed it
Send that nigga up to heaven, you gon' need Jesus

[Chorus: Heembeezy]
In the back of the Benzarelli with a drum and a Drac'
You can't slide on this skit if you ain't got what it takes
We make the chop sing, I'm lovin' the sound that it make
I got tired of bein' broke, I got on somethin'
Nigga can't hop in the whip, ain't got your own gun
I don't get up in my feelings, I get loaded
Get off your ass, get a bag, get some motion
Only thing I trust is my pistol and a Trojan