$30k Mink lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, uh
Too many di*kriders, not enough trendsetters, I spend cheddar
On Coogi men sweaters, rugers for the vendettas
These n*ggas been hatin', so pus*y they menstruating
Fly n*gga with thin patience, Ben Franklins
Rain on b*tches when they droppin' their thongs
It's the god, when they play this, Flex drop me a bomb
Never joined a band but I went and got me a drum
Hunnid rounds to your face when the ox in my palm
Salute to statin', If they ain't heard of Benton, you should slap 'em. Man, woman and child go buy the f*cking album
Sneaker addict, I stay killing sh*t, Grim Reaper at it
Pardon me, don't mean to be dramatic
Y'all n*ggas fake like the easter rabbit
A line of coke will make me see sporadic
Detail the whip tell 'em to clean the fabric
Uhh, I'm going back to Cali
She too ghetto for that five star, took that hoe to Rallys
I got that b*tch the number 2
Mink Coat Killa tell them pus*y ass n*ggas that they summer's through
I might perform at bonnaroo
Ooh, p*ss on your grave, real n*ggas will never honor you
Blaow, Sarah connor let the llama loose
Ay rest in peace n*ggas salute pour out 100 proof

[Interlude]
Yeah, I'm just talking my sh*t, f*ck this sh*t, let me go again
[Verse 2]
My goons rip the draco
Blunts top me off a Winnebago
I take my b*tch shoe shopping on Rodeo
It's all about the pesos, money talks case closed
Real n*ggas never break oaths
Death threats will make 'em holler' peace
Tommy wearing breakers cream wallabies
f*ck y'all apologies
Bullets in the back of the king's head
I don't respect a n*gga that would steal from his family because he need bread
The people still need water in Flint
And they worry bout' the border, n*gga, Karma's a b*tch
Bless the kid that gotta grow up like, "My father's a snitch."
King Benton, I probably got your broad on my di*k
Ugh, I'm slick like Micheal Jackson's loafers
Mud on my kicks says motherf*ck ya sofa
I walk out the crib like "Where the f*ck the chauffeur?"
My lil' one hold a pistol like motherf*ck the holster, n*gga

[Outro]
Goddamn man
I'm just talkin' my sh*t, man
Mink Coat Killa man
I appreciate y'all n*ggas for tuning in
8Track on the beat
Spitzwell on the muthaf*ckin buttons and sh*t
It's the God baby
You see the way this muthaf*ckin mink fit
And you never met a n*gga with hundred thousand dollar minks on his bad b*tch
30 thousand dollar minks b*tch
You know what I'm saying, b*tch?
Do something with yourself you funky dog-faced b*tch
Lord Benton
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