CyHi The Prynce, Joell Ortiz, Jarren Benton | MULA 2015 Team Backpack (Ft. CyHi, Jarren Benton & Joell Ortiz)
[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
Yeah
Jarren Benton
What's up y'all, how the fuck y'all feeling?
Yeah, I hope I don't offend nobody with this shit man
Check it out
Yeah
I used to be broke as fuck, whipping a Honda Accord with 2 spinners
Dick stayed between your bitch's dress, no Bruce Jenner
Igniting crack pipes with flames from butane
Bitches used to play me to the left, said I was 'too strange'
Now I'm getting head from Cali hoes and smoking new strains
Ran a couple trains on foreign bitches out in Ukraine
Trying to be an honorary member of Wu-Tang
But I'm throwed off like Uday and Qusay Hussein
Fuck up your future
I'll shoot the Ruger through your Uber
I sift through cow manure for shrooms, out his medulla
I'll sit in the car get head while I listen to Gwar
I'll punch through your fucking chest and kick my leg through your heart
The illest lyricist, smack a rapper for spitting gibberish
Hopsin never take me in public cause I'm too niggerish
Ay, fuck the police with Eric Garner's dead dick
I need meds quick, snapping necks like breadsticks
These new rappers a bunch of faggots and fuck boys
Ay, I bet you these niggas fuck boys
Fake thugs, Gustos, CB4
I talked to 'Pac with a Ouija board, Hail Mary
Ay tell that bitch to shut the fuck up when the song play
Dyslexic; throw up gang signs the wrong way
And drugs got me having 'out of body's
I kill a rapper, drop the corpse off in Abu Dhabi
I'm doing donuts on a Kawasaki
I'm with your bitch sipping sour sake
[wtf happened here?]
Ay nigga try me I kill you and fucking hide the body
I date old white bitches that do mal-Pilates
Uh, Tech'll blow you to Reese's Pieces
Put you on a Stairway to Heaven and have you meeting Jesus
Funk Volume the squad, salute to my nigga, getting cake
Catch a bitch nigga and snuff him like Diddy did Drake
Benton! We in this bitch!
Yeah
Jarren Benton
What's up y'all, how the fuck y'all feeling?
Yeah, I hope I don't offend nobody with this shit man
Check it out
Yeah
I used to be broke as fuck, whipping a Honda Accord with 2 spinners
Dick stayed between your bitch's dress, no Bruce Jenner
Igniting crack pipes with flames from butane
Bitches used to play me to the left, said I was 'too strange'
Now I'm getting head from Cali hoes and smoking new strains
Ran a couple trains on foreign bitches out in Ukraine
Trying to be an honorary member of Wu-Tang
But I'm throwed off like Uday and Qusay Hussein
Fuck up your future
I'll shoot the Ruger through your Uber
I sift through cow manure for shrooms, out his medulla
I'll sit in the car get head while I listen to Gwar
I'll punch through your fucking chest and kick my leg through your heart
The illest lyricist, smack a rapper for spitting gibberish
Hopsin never take me in public cause I'm too niggerish
Ay, fuck the police with Eric Garner's dead dick
I need meds quick, snapping necks like breadsticks
These new rappers a bunch of faggots and fuck boys
Ay, I bet you these niggas fuck boys
Fake thugs, Gustos, CB4
I talked to 'Pac with a Ouija board, Hail Mary
Ay tell that bitch to shut the fuck up when the song play
Dyslexic; throw up gang signs the wrong way
And drugs got me having 'out of body's
I kill a rapper, drop the corpse off in Abu Dhabi
I'm doing donuts on a Kawasaki
I'm with your bitch sipping sour sake
[wtf happened here?]
Ay nigga try me I kill you and fucking hide the body
I date old white bitches that do mal-Pilates
Uh, Tech'll blow you to Reese's Pieces
Put you on a Stairway to Heaven and have you meeting Jesus
Funk Volume the squad, salute to my nigga, getting cake
Catch a bitch nigga and snuff him like Diddy did Drake
Benton! We in this bitch!
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