580 Benz lyrics
by Payroll Giovanni
[Intro]
580 Benz
Pulled up on my n*gga like, "Get in, let's win"
If you can move five, here go ten
Stack a half a mil', then do the same sh*t again
Before they know, we sailin' in the—
[Chorus]
580 Benz (Benz)
Pull up on my n*gga like, "Get in, let's win" (Yeah)
Since you can move five, here go ten (Ten)
Stack a half a mil', then do the same sh*t again (Yeah)
Before they know, we sailin' in the wind (Gone)
[Verse 1]
Package ain't makе it, we gon' mail the sh*t again
I'm hittin' Golden Sun thanks to thе golden bridge (Yeah)
Looked up the dealers, knew a n*gga need it in
Half a hundred bucks like where do I begin? (Where I start?)
That four hundred bucks still around today (Around today)
Word is I got funded off brown and yay
Shootin' moves, take it in, I ain't around to play
Who are you? They call me Pay from around my way (Boy)
Somebody asked how I do it, how I stay on my sh*t
I trimmed the fat up out my circle, now I got more strength (Yeah)
n*ggas that ain't add sh*t think I'm on ho sh*t
I'm only real in your book when I fund your sh*t, n*gga (Boy)
[Chorus]
580 Benz (Benz)
Pull up on my n*gga like, "Get in, let's win" (Win)
If you can move five, here go ten (Ten)
Stack a half a mil', then do the same sh*t again (Yeah)
Before they know, we sailin' in the wind (Gone)
580 Benz (Benz)
Pulled up on my n*gga like, "Get in, let's win" (Let's get it)
If you can move five, here go ten (Ten)
Stack a half a mil', then do the same sh*t again (Yeah)
Before they know, we sailin' in the wind (Gone)
[Verse 2]
Real winnin' come from sacrificin'
While they was havin' fun, I'm in the crib writin'
I was in the lab, you was in a ho
I was in the game, you was on the coach
It was winters when a n*gga had to sell his coat
To get back to sellin' dope, n*ggas flyin' broke
I'd rather rock a Nike joggie with my pockets bossy
I'm out in Cali talkin' business over eggs and coffee
Me and B Smith in a 'Rari fleein' from a party (Ayy)
Enjoyin' life, we from the city where they kill for Cartis
I'm a Detroit n*gga, West Side raised (West Side)
Grew up in Fenkell, drug raids inspired by a blade
It's some names I can't say 'cause they don't rap sh*t
Just wrap bricks, they went platinum on some trap sh*t
Platinum Rolex so heavy on my damn wrist
Hoes gosspin' like, "Who that?" He the man, b*tch (The man, b*tch)
Brown n*gga, black Benz, movin' tan sh*t (Tan sh*t)
Yeah
That dumb sh*t you rap about, I ain't a fan, b*tch (Fan, b*tch)
Get money, n*gga
[Chorus]
Yeah, 580 Benz
Pull up on my n*gga like, "Get in, let's win" (Win)
If you can move five, here go ten (Ten)
Stack a half a mil', then do the same sh*t again (Yeah)
Before they know, we sailin' in the wind (Gone)
580 Benz (Benz)
Pulled up on my n*gga like, "Get in, let's win" (Win)
If you can move five, here go ten (Ten)
Stack a half a mil', then do the same sh*t again
Before they know, we sailin' in the wind (Gone)