Lincoln Lyrics – BenjiCold
Singer: BenjiCold
Title: Lincoln
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Trackhawk, that b*t*h really speedin’ (Yeah)
Abraham, me and her Lincoln’ (Yeah)
I’m off the drugs, man, I’m geekin’ (Yeah)
We finna leave that boy leakin’ (Yeah)
Ca-came to the crib for the weekend (Yeah)
B*t*h, shut it up, why you speakin’? (Yeah)
Bad ho, yeah, she Puerto Rican
Uppin’ his bro then I tell him we leavin’ (Let’s go, let’s go)
I heard these n***as been stealin’ my sound
I got Marrgiеlaa, I’m knockin’ ’em down
She is a ho, man, that girl been around
You got no money, don’t likе how that sound
All of my brothers, they movin’ a pound
Your ho, she weighin’ like five-hundred pounds
K in my hand holds like five-hundred rounds
Once you were lost and you’ve never been found
Number (N)ine jeans with the Ricky, yeah
Bougie-a** ho, man, she picky, yeah
Pu**y-a** boy, you a kitty, yeah
Wock’ finna f**k up my kidney, yeah
Lean finna f**k up my liver
We cut that boy then leave him in a river, yeah
You talkin’ down, I’m f**kin’ on your sister
I came up on my own, I ain’t need no a**istance
N***a said that he put me on, it don’t make no sense, what the hell is you talkin’ ’bout, ya b*t*h?
She finna come to the crib and she eatin’ me up, man, I just got some top from ya b*t*h
I cannot beef with a n***a that’s not in my bracket, I’ve been countin’ money, ya dig?
That ho told me that I’m toxic, I don’t like to talk, so lil’ ho, it is what it is
I’m in her shell like a taco
Got paparazzi like, wherever I go
They like, “You been goin’ up,” n***a, I know
Black and white diamonds, they got vitiligo
She told me that I should pay for her lashes
We caught that boy, now we smokin’ his ashes
Been growin’ up, I was never a bad kid
Run up the racks, yeah, I run up the backends
Shoutout Santana, this chop’ finna blast him
Came in a P and I ain’t even ask him
My n***as come in that sh*t like elastic
Put him in the void, I’ma f**k ’round and pack him
F**k with my sh*t, might as well run it back then
I’m pullin’ up and I’m breakin’ her back in
Ask for my lo, man, I’m like, “Who is askin’?”
In Hollywood and I ain’t even actin’, oh
I’m in her ear like an AirPod
Leave his top red like he put in some hair dye
That n***a hatin’, he still finna hear ’bout
Bring up a ho that I don’t even care ’bout
We put the hit on the screen like an AirDrop
Y’all n***as broke but my n***as, yeah, they’re not
I shoot the fire, you touch it, you’re damn hot
I’m cookin’ up and I’m not using a pot
Trackhawk, that b*t*h really speedin’, uh
Trackhawk, that b*t*h really, yeah, uh
Trackhawk, that b*t*h really speedin’, uh
Trackhawk, that b*t*h really, yeah, yeah
Trackhawk, that b*t*h really speedin’, uh
Trackhawk, that b*t*h really, let’s go, let’s go
Trackhawk, that b*t*h really, yeah, yeah
Trackhawk, that b*t*h really, let’s go, let’s go
Trackhawk, that b*t*h really speedin’ (Yeah)
Abraham, me and her Lincoln’ (Yeah)
I’m off the drugs, man, I’m geekin’ (Yeah)
We finna leave that boy leakin’ (Yeah)
Ca-came to the crib for the weekend (Yeah)
B*t*h, shut it up, why you speakin’? (Yeah)
Bad ho, yeah, she Puerto Rican
Uppin’ his bro then I tell him we leavin’ (Yeah)
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