Ben Simmons lyrics

[Intro]
Welc-Welcome to Get a Bag Records
Let's get a bag
(Jose the Plug)

[Verse 1: AllStar JR]
I do credit, I do debit, I be trapping and scamming
Punching and jamming, finessing and having
J's cost a band, I ain't doing sh*t athletic
First time I seen a brick, I'm like "Where the f*ck I sell this?"
b*tch'll f*ck anybody, she a busy body
Y'all never killed anybody, now he the body
Say I'm talking choppy, yeah, b*tch, I'm feeling choppy
n*gga poppin' poppin', dumb b*tch, still a [?]
Big ice, loud [?], big daddy money
I'll beat a n*gga ass and take his daddy gun
Tend to write my hardest verses when I'm bagging up
I can't say her pus*y good, but I had me some
So, I'm hard and on the b*tch, hit her and step back
Now she calling me a dog, b*tch, I'm just that
Fly her in and out so fast, she got jetlag
He done blocked the b*tch number with her message

[Chorus: AllStar JR]
This ain't n*gga's first body, b*tch, we been killing
Somebody get this lil b*tch, she been di*k licking
I'ma f*ck and bring her back, give me ten minutes
These n*ggas never ever shoot, call them Ben Simmons
[?] cost a band, ho, I been trippin
Somebody get this lil b*tch, she been di*k licking
I'ma f*ck and bring her back, give me ten minutes
These n*ggas never ever shooting, call them Ben Simmons
[Verse 2: Cash Kidd]
These city hoes ran through, now we flying models in
Got a piece on me, like I'm turning bottles in
n*ggas hiding in the house, like we won't come inside the crib
Wanna let your mama live, but she say "f*ck her, slide again"
Since I can't find your mans, drop a bag and get him gone
Been on some sh*t before I ever did a song
Real life, n*ggas hoes, caught him lacking, did 'em both
Call me Pleasure P, cause I did him wrong
You a killer on these songs, and on the net you a demon
Slide on a n*gga, lay him flat like a penguin
I'm the reason your b*tch got a neck full of semen
Still scoring, n*ggas getting pressed like this defense
Label offered three hundred racks and I need it
Bro said you worth way more than that, tell them keep it
Catch a case, call my lawyer Mike Jack, he gon' beat it
Big-ass heater on my lap like I'm freezing

[Chorus: AllStar JR]
This ain't n*gga's first body, b*tch, we been killing
Somebody get this lil b*tch, she been di*k licking
I'ma f*ck and bring her back, give me ten minutes
These n*ggas never ever shoot, call them Ben Simmons
[?] cost a band, ho, I been trippin
Somebody get this lil b*tch, she been di*k licking
I'ma f*ck and bring her back, give me ten minutes
These n*ggas never ever shooting, call them Ben Simmons