Ben Franky Beverly Mick Jenkins
"Ben Franky Beverly" by Mick Jenkins, released in 2023, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of ambition, identity, and the struggles of urban life. The lyrics reflect a deep introspection on personal growth and societal challenges. Unique musical elements include jazzy instrumentals and smooth flows, showcasing Jenkins' lyrical prowess. The song resonates culturally, addressing contemporary issues faced by marginalized communities.
[Intro:]
Hot Crunchy Cheese Curls
Them shits used to be 4 for a dollar
Now it's 59 cents for a quarter bag, da fuck
[Hook:]
We in this bitch thuggin red cups nigga smoking heavenly
Grinding for these dimes and these Ben Franky Beverly's
Yellow cake bake now we fucking with the recipe
Grinding for these dimes and these Ben Franky Beverly's
Thuggin thuggin thuggin thuggin ho [x3]
My niggas [?] thuggin why you wanna be a gangster
[Verse 1:]
Sitting in the Cede heading to the party
Pif is getting all these roll it in the [?]
We like the Hardy Boys
Cone Stone flossing, looking for the cream
Cause we just wanna ball like Stone Cold Austin
You can hear the bread and bass boom the boys like it's [?]
We ain't even have an address, we just walked in
The livest, liquor was provided, add a little green and the legs get divided
Spit it like I'm chewing on some trident
They loved this, I felt like a thug in my own
I was just in just bust it
The same with, the game with
Water side rhymers
Cops tryna play me locking niggas up for grinders
But all that shit behind us, party hard as fuck
I'm tardy when I step up into the party
Probably parch as fuck
And cotton mouth, we tired as fuck, because we blowing garbage trucks
Hot Crunchy Cheese Curls
Them shits used to be 4 for a dollar
Now it's 59 cents for a quarter bag, da fuck
[Hook:]
We in this bitch thuggin red cups nigga smoking heavenly
Grinding for these dimes and these Ben Franky Beverly's
Yellow cake bake now we fucking with the recipe
Grinding for these dimes and these Ben Franky Beverly's
Thuggin thuggin thuggin thuggin ho [x3]
My niggas [?] thuggin why you wanna be a gangster
[Verse 1:]
Sitting in the Cede heading to the party
Pif is getting all these roll it in the [?]
We like the Hardy Boys
Cone Stone flossing, looking for the cream
Cause we just wanna ball like Stone Cold Austin
You can hear the bread and bass boom the boys like it's [?]
We ain't even have an address, we just walked in
The livest, liquor was provided, add a little green and the legs get divided
Spit it like I'm chewing on some trident
They loved this, I felt like a thug in my own
I was just in just bust it
The same with, the game with
Water side rhymers
Cops tryna play me locking niggas up for grinders
But all that shit behind us, party hard as fuck
I'm tardy when I step up into the party
Probably parch as fuck
And cotton mouth, we tired as fuck, because we blowing garbage trucks
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