Stt Laurentt - Bentley Truck Lyrics

Man, uh, uh, uh, uh
Let's talk about it
Uh, uh, uh, uh
F*ck these hitters man
Hottest rapper in this shit
Yeah I'm back in this shit
I ain't trusting on nobody

I just hit you up
I just f*cked it up, I just f*cked it up
I just picked you up, that's a Bentley Truck
I'm just rackin' bands I count 'em up
Never gave a f*ck
I was pouring up
Think that time is up
Time to f*ckin' make it understood
Damn I know I should
Man don't pop the hood on that
It's prolly dripping blood
I hear you rap it f*ckin' it sucks
Sorry, but I'm up
I'm turnin' up on all these motherf*ckers
Lacking on me, bruh
I wanna know who be rapping like me
Y'all wan' step in the scene
Any beat like, I hit it straight off the tee
Baby wan' get on her knees
Oh she wanna beg me, saying please
YSL all on me
I know they really wan' rap like me
Sorry, but you cannot be
If you got a problem we can kindly f*ckin' conversate
All y'all starting issues with me, I'm just saying stay away
I don't need no motherf*ckers telling me how I should rain
If y'all really wanna bounce around, then we can f*cking play

Tell him that's facts
If they got a problem with me, I'ma kindly go get your ass sacked
I gotta dawg, he be a shooter
He might just hit you right up with a mac
Matter of fact, I cannot lack
I just be flowing and flowing and that
Stacking up bands, stacking up racks
Y'all gonna see it, shawty she bad

Yeah, yeah
F*ck it she bending that over she throwin' she bad
I can't be losing the energy out of sack
Check on my strike rate, that don't excite me
I'd rather hold it back, she sayin' sike man
I just f*cked it, I just f*cked it, I just f*cked it up
Yo when you think about it, it's prolly the end of all this rut
You think I'm stupid, I'm just rapping, nah
Cause I got knowledge dawg
Cause I might go within, and my intention's sharp

I can just tell all these hitters ain't f*cking with me
Cause they know I'm a problem, yeah
Yeah I'm the king of the city at rapping I know I'ma get it no option
If I was pushing the drugs and I'm making a sale
I just wanted a profit
You just wan' hurt on, you just wan' hurt on my soul
F*ck it, I dodge it, yeah, yeah

I just throw that pain away
Yeah it's time to paint a way I
I like you baby, why can't we slide
You ain't my dawg I can't call you slime
And I'll be rapping till I'ma die
And I'm just slowly picking my shots
And I'm just grindin' till it's my time

I just f*cked it, I just f*cked it, I just f*cked it up
I'm just sayin', sup lil' baby, that's my Bentley truck
I've done been grinding couple years got started
I ain't had enough
I was poppin' X, and man that shit retarded
Now I'm back to run