Blood on Ben Franks Video (MV)

I got blood on Ben Franks changed the name of A.R.P. to Curry
Got limitless range Boy what the f*ck you talkin' bout
You's not my twin lil' nigga, we not the same
Had to show that boy I'm too cold
Yes, I'm cold, but could spark up a flame He thinkin' that he like that, okay cool
Watch the way I move Pick your poison, I could do you bad
Get your mans to slump, you too Bloody red up on the scene, he feelin' sick
I say he feelin' blue Construction hat or helmet, you need one
Cause tay gon' keep that tool We catch him, then we spin again
And spin again, we in a loop F dub B and 4FE don't ask me
Bout no other crew She think that I'm the one like Derrick Rose
I had to play her too Got rid of your big homie, say who next
Come after player two And now we after player two
And after him, we on the three Yes, my name DaVonte
But I don't know shit bout Jodeci That crazy hoe up in her feelings
She can't get a hold of me They tried to back door two face
Oh my God, you can't f*ck over me I'm too turnt with my brothers
Looks come from my mother Swag come from my pops
Balenci on me need another Had to tell that boy if shit still hot
Better still get to that cover I don't care bout what she say to me
Cause she know I don't love her Twinkle, twinkle, little star
Let's show him who the f*ck we are I'm two face and that's Hero
Although that's his name, we still cause harm Livin' life and takin' risks
That's why the f*ck we bearin' arms they say tay you is a goat
I told him I was from Grants Farm Yeah, I told him where the f*ck I'm at
Nosy hoe, we call her Dora Cause she get around with maps
Ayy, bro, let's roll down that window Update his life with this new Mac
Readin' that these hollows Hit way harder when I add the mag
They wanna catch me so bad Oh my God, they can't wait till I lack
But the only way I lack Is if I get set up, by a f*ckin' knat
Or one of my f*ckin' brothers Either way, we goin' tit for tat
They tryna up the score Because they stomachs turn when they see the stats
Whole gang mr put that shit on Not an opinion, that's a fact
Don't do no talkin', just get straight to work Oh yeah, I'm just like that
If the love is real, roll down that hill Like Jill, they call me Jack
He say he need a pill before he kill on drills That shit so wack
Ha ha ha, damn That nigga a rookie
I'm young as f*ck and still a vet It's f*cked up how they overlook me
I'ma wake em up, they cannot snooze Got no choice but to book me
Black and white bitches all on my dick They comin' straight from Snooki