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benefits - cartel bo lyrics

[intro]
here wrong with these n*ggas, man (when we gone, they shoot up, shoot, fred, shoot)
yeah

[chorus]
a lot of sh*t to come out you n*ggas’ mouths is just ridiculous (haha)
she huggin’, rubbin’, l!ckin’ on my body like i’m licorice (licorice, mm)
when you and your lil’ gal was ridin’ ’round, i was on pimpin’ sh*t (yeah, pimpin’ sh*t)
the way he put them diamonds with designer, that sh*t articulate (articulate, yeah)
when 12 come askin’ questions (ha), ridin’ ’round, that sh*t a mystery (yeah, hey)
i watched them dracs barbecue his behind like he was hickory (grrah, haha)
she with her man and look me eyе*to*eye, that p*ssy ticklish (haha, ticklish)
can’t f*ck with you, don’t reach my bottom linе, i come with benefits (yeah, benefits)

[verse]
what you got now? i don’t get no flyin’ f*cks what you finna get (nah)
she hypnotized, i got her mesmerized like i’m a hypnotist (come here, bae)
come f*ck with me first, what you puttin’ down? i’m like the dealership (like the dealership)
they tryna f*ck with gang, but we are not acceptin’ memberships (nah)
put that sh*t on, you ready? (let’s go)
i bought his b*tch, i was petty (uh*oh)
i’m addicted to baguettes (on go)
i’m the champion, throw my confetti (yeah)
drive with luxury f*ck your lil’ scatpack
people lookin’ like, “what’s in that backpack?” (huh)
that b*tch loaded, we don’t do no clack*clack (grrah)
it’s right next to them hundreds, a fat sack (yeah)
yeah, bet bo got it, cartel got exactly what you need, n*gga (f*ck, yeah, yeah)
put it on your head, n*ggas in your scalp like they so weaved, n*gga (bah, ooh, bah)
i want you dead, can’t live in this country, it’s best you leave, n*gga (haha, yeah)
very well fed, put sh*t in that ground like i plant seeds, n*gga (cartel)
[chorus]
a lot of sh*t to come out you n*ggas’ mouths is just ridiculous (haha)
she huggin’, rubbin’, l!ckin’ on my body like i’m licorice (licorice, mm)
when you and your lil’ gal was ridin’ ’round, i was on pimpin’ sh*t (yeah, pimpin’ sh*t)
the way he put them diamonds with designer, that sh*t articulate (articulate, yeah)
when 12 come askin’ questions (ha), ridin’ ’round, that sh*t a mystery (yeah, hey)
i watched them dracs barbecue his behind like he was hickory (grrah, haha)
she with her man and look me eye*to*eye, that p*ssy ticklish (haha, ticklish)
can’t f*ck with you, don’t reach my bottom line, i come with benefits (yeah)

- cartel bo lyrics

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