Benjamin Crew lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, ay
Alright, whoa
Whoa, gettin' that money
Aw yeah, ay

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
You lookin' for a big shot, diamonds that dancin' (Diamonds that dancin')
Take all your money, just tryna get a fast one
Now you tryna get higher, take you to the mansion
To have you singin' to the choir
Girl, you talkin' to the pastor
You ain't know I'm the man around here
I been overseas where the birds all fly
You ain't know, I'm self-made in a suit
I'm countin' hundreds in the coupe
I'm in the Benjamin crew

[Chorus]
Bad to the bone, that's my b*tch, yup
Rag & Bone, that's my fit, yup
Foreigns at four a.m., that's that sh*t, word
Benjamin crew, baby, that's my clique

Bad to the bone, that's my b*tch, yup
Rag & Bone, that's my fit, yup
Foreigns at four a.m., that's that sh*t, word
Bеnjamin crew, baby, that's my clique
[Verse 2: Maliibu Miitch]
I'm all about PETA but my Uptowns need gator skin
You see me backin' out hits, wеll, here comes another one
Skippin' over n*ggas like I'm hoppin' in double dutch
Smokin' past n*ggas, catch me rollin' another blunt
b*tches throwin' subs but I don't really give a f*ck
Get 'em on the line, bow they gettin' their feelings hurt
That's a bombshell, savage like a mobster
Boogeyman from the Boogie Down
I'm a mobster, you got a problem?
We gon' solve it, grow a hater every day
'Cause they jump on my pus*y either way

[Chorus]
Bad to the bone, that's my b*tch, yup
Rag & Bone, that's my fit, yup
Foreigns at four a.m., that's that sh*t, word
Benjamin crew, baby, that's my clique
Ok

Bad to the bone, that's my b*tch, yup
Rag & Bone, that's my fit, yup
Foreigns at four a.m., that's that sh*t, word
Benjamin crew, baby, that's my clique

[Verse 3: Maliibu Miitch]
I be takin' shots and gettin' lit
You should see the way those angles hittin' all in the pics
Bundles blowin' in the air when I'm drivin' the whip
I need my bread up front or we c*ck back the grip
I mean, I'd rather do it gangsta, stay away from the wankstas
'Cause mi no have time for no basics
Real n*ggas pull up from the basement
I'm dumb, nice, they never want to face it
Until I pop up on their radio, now they diddy boppin'
All up in my video, lit mami, chattin' all up on they stereo
'Cause that's the petty poppin' in me gettin' plenty dough
[Chorus]
Bad to the bone, that's my b*tch, yup
Rag & Bone, that's my fit, yup
Foreigns at four a.m., that's that sh*t, word
Benjamin crew, baby, that's my clique

Bad to the bone, that's my b*tch, yup
Rag & Bone, that's my fit, yup
Foreigns at four a.m., that's that sh*t, word
Benjamin crew, baby, that's my clique

[Outro]
Back that sh*t, baby, back that up, ay
Back that up, would you back that up?
If you talk that sh*t, can you back that up?
Make her talk that sh*t while she back that up

Back that sh*t, baby, back that up, ay
Back that up, would you back that up?
If you talk that sh*t, can you back that up?
Make her talk that sh*t while she back that up