BENJAMIN COUNTER lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch
Bawskee Gang or no gang, n*gga
Comethazine in this b*tch, n*gga, pipe the f*ck up
Ayy, b*tch, yeah

[Chorus]
First name Benjamin, last name Counter
Pull up with this motherf*ckin' TEC, f*ck a bouncer
First name Benjamin, last name Counter
b*tch, when you see me, call me Mr. Benjamin Counter
First name Benjamin, last name Counter
Pull up with this motherf*ckin' TEC, f*ck a bouncer
First name Benjamin, last name Counter
b*tch, when you see me, call me Mr. Benjamin Counter

[Verse]
I just want the neck so I hate being around her
Grab the rubber right up off of the counter then I pound her
Real street n*gga so I keep my four pounder
Popped a molly, drop some Quali', off an upper and a downer
This TEC make a n*gga two-step like he dancing
Very hot bullets hit, his chest is where they landin'
Your first name Benjamin, your last name Button
Midget motherf*cker and you ain't scarin' nothin'
Pull up with this motherf*ckin' TEC, get to bussin'
I'll be sippin Quali', pourin' Tech, but not 'Tussin
n*ggas flexin' pistols on the 'Gram but don't bust 'em
See a b*tch I like then I'ma bust her, no discussion
[Chorus]
First name Benjamin, last name Counter
Pull up with this motherf*ckin' TEC, f*ck a bouncer
First name Benjamin, last name Counter
b*tch, when you see me, call me Mr. Benjamin Counter
First name Benjamin, last name Counter
Pull up with this motherf*ckin' TEC, f*ck a bouncer
First name Benjamin, last name Counter
b*tch, when you see me, call me Mr. Benjamin Counter