Brand new Benz by Casey_Von - Zona

Brand new Benz by Casey_Von - Zona

Lyrics

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!)