Bentley Mulsanne lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah (Yeah)
Shh, yeah
I know a couple n*ggas who— (Thanks, Yakree)
Yeah (Yeah), uh

[Chorus]
Yeah, I know a couple n*ggas who say they up, but n*ggas lyin' (Them n*ggas lyin')
I know a couple n*ggas who say they step, but n*ggas ain't die (Them n*ggas ain't die)
Every time the police kick my door, 49 gon' tell a lie (49 gon' tell a lie)
I know a couple n*ggas who say they rich, but I don't believe it (Yeah)
Brand new Bentley Mulsanne (Woo), back this b*tch in backwards, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm still a trap star, I got my cake up, anime (Yeah)
I'm in Miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, I'm dropping the top, yeah (Yeah)
I don't care who n*ggas is, depending the price, I'm copping a knock, yeah (Skrrt)

[Verse 1]
How you out here owing n*ggas? (Yeah) Beat that box up, Sonny Liston (Yeah)
I done got my check up on 'em (Yeah), all that country sh*t ain't normal (Yeah)
I done see some goofies die young 'cause that street sh*t ain't for 'em (Yeah)
I think she so bad, but that sh*t dead 'cause I don't like her brother (Yeah)
Courtside with them racks on me (Yeah)
b*tch, come f*ck me like you need me (Yeah)
How you saying, "Stop the cap", but you ain't practice what you preachin'? (Alright)
They just tryna be a n*gga (Yeah)
In love with the hoes I'm hitting (Yeah)
I heard real ones finally got the ball, well, tell 'em pass it to me (Yeah)
Yeah, got my cake back up (Yeah), got my check back up, n*gga (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, f*ckin' groupie sl*ts (Yeah) in a Maybach truck, n*gga (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, before this label sh*t, me and bronem been had A&Rs (Yeah)
Yeah, I been hustling hard, I made three hundo in a mouth (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, I know a couple n*ggas who say they up, but n*ggas lyin' (Alright, them n*ggas lyin')
I know a couple n*ggas who say they step, but n*ggas ain't die (Yeah, them n*ggas ain't die)
Every time the police kick my door, 49 gon' tell a lie (Alright, 49 gon' tell a lie)
I know a couple n*ggas who say they rich, but I don't believe it (Yeah)
Brand new Bentley Mulsanne (Woo), back this b*tch in backwards, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm still a trap star, I got my cake up, anime (Yeah)
I'm in Miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, I'm dropping the top, yeah (Yeah)
I don't care who n*ggas is, depending the price, I'm copping a knock, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
I ain't been feeling the same (Yeah)
I be feeling like n*ggas wanna see me lose, but calling me "Gang" (Yeah, yeah)
That sh*t hurt my soul 'cause I show love when n*ggas ain't (Yeah)
I ain't have a thing I washed my ass in off in the sink (Yeah)
b*tch, don't touch me, I got rank (Yeah)
Yeah, I wish n*gga stopped the hatin' (Yeah), 'cause I'm his girlfriend favorite (Yeah)
Young and rich and turnt, for sure (For sure), I'm balling like a Laker (Yeah)
How the f*ck you said you bossin' up, you a f*ckin' worker? (Yeah)
Took her out the strip club and turnt her up, man, you done with twerking (b*tch)

[Chorus]
Yeah, I know a couple n*ggas who say they up, but n*ggas lyin' (Alright, them n*ggas lyin')
I know a couple n*ggas who say they step, but n*ggas ain't die (Yeah, them n*ggas ain't die)
Every time the police kick my door, 49 gon' tell a lie (Alright, 49 gon' tell a lie)
I know a couple n*ggas who say they rich, but I don't believe it (Yeah)
Brand new Bentley Mulsanne (Woo), back this b*tch in backwards, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And I'm still a trap star, I got my cake up, anime (Yeah)
I'm in Miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, I'm dropping the top, yeah (Yeah)
I don't care who n*ggas is, depending the price, I'm copping a knock, yeah (Yeah)