Brand new Benz

I might pull up in a brand new Benz
heads-turnin ( pull up!)
50 for the ice on the wrist 
got em lookin
I’m feeling like I’m Gordon how the boy be steady cookin 
if the cops get on my ass then fuck it you know ima book it
(aye) (aye)
I’m living life just like it’s paradise
killing competition fuck em all ( I won’t empathize) 
growing up going through shit 
that made me desensitized

reckless aggression and riots
fuck it we flyin like pilots
silencer up on the AR 
we drop his ass, quiet 

bitch we heatin up! 
(we fuckin changed the climate)

my bank account is fat as fuck 
(my wallet needs a fuckin diet)

I see rappers out here all acting hard
constellations how I line up stars 
then I knock em down 
they diamonds falling out
on the fucking ground when I rock they jaw

and I don’t really give a fuck 
if you hot or not
or what kinda car you got 
in your parking spot 

I don’t need no bitch 
won’t shoot no shot 

but just know that I’m loaded 
ready and cocked

on the block, get popped
new flow I swapped
see the red and blue lights and we run from cops
and white girls love me like coffee shops 

in the whip with the top down
she topped me off

and she gon suck my dick even when I’m soft 

in my neighborhood I’m not Mr. Rodger’s 
I’m Mr. try me (ima let it off)

back in the day 
I was way too faded 
playing lil Wayne on my iPhone skatin

really got jumped 
but it only happened once
 cause I went and gotta gun
see the opps and erased em

mixing up bars with the beats like
chemistry
the weaponry 
is something that I keep for all my enemies
the level of the pedigree 
is something you ain’t ever seen
I’m living way up so high up
you are underneath 

I might pull up in a brand new Benz
heads-turnin ( pull up!)
50 for the ice on the wrist 
got em lookin
I’m feeling like I’m Gordon how the boy be steady cookin 
if the cops get on my ass then fuck it you know ima book it
(aye) (aye)


I give shot after shot like a fuckin collage 
so come step up
try me and the entourage 
I stand out 
but yall wearing camouflage 

everybody wanna go and stop my reign 
so I make my way for the sabotage 

I hit em with the flow that’ll leave em lost 

at a lost for words
to split a bar in thirds 
I eat beats like a carnivore 
yall common, me im a commodore 

get lost,
find new land, explore

if you ain’t on board bitch
here’s the door

I will not stop til I go on tour 

and these people rock with me
cause they feel the allure


send a blitz and get the sack 
and bitch we flying like the eagles 

big ass fucking guns 
the shit I’m riding with is all legal 

you think that you fuckin with me huh bitch stop
gotta bad bitch in my bed scrolling tik tok 

and I flood the Rollie 
the diamonds they shine the wrist watch 

the glock goin * pop pop pop
Then you get dropped

I might pull up in a brand new Benz
heads-turnin ( pull up!)
50 for the ice on the wrist 
got em lookin
I’m feeling like I’m Gordon how the boy be steady cookin 
(Whip it up!)

Rage, trap, heavy 808s, heavy synth trap beat, melodic, galactic beat