Jarren Benton — The God Intro

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It’s East Side until my ashes in a gold vase
Ride downtown in my city bumpin’ Ghostface
Fuck the police, bitch
I feel like I’m O’Shea

Mental health problems nigga I know I’m not okay
Spillin’ Pinot Grigio while I count up this bread
I like my bitches pussy bald and my presidents dead
I shit in the booth, these hoes gon’ lick my dick in the coupe

I got these niggas scared to drop like that Bishop in Juice
I wear the mask with the butterfly knife don’t let me fuck up your life
I put your heart in a bucket of ice
I might be in a five star with a couple of dykes

It’s Lord Benton, ill nigga cuffin’ the mic
Niggas get shot everyday
He be aight, B
Gold Jesus piece hid over the polo white fleece

Fly niggas stay laced in vintage Versace
Need a stronger aerosol to mask the scent of the body
It’s the God nigga
Money over bitches
Power over cowards

Niggas plottin’ so I bathe with the shotty in the shower
Homicide investigate a body every hour
Paranoid like smoke’ll prolly buy an 8th of sour
The soundtrack to a killa’s last breath

Up at Follies blowin’ bread ’til ain’t no fuckin’ cash left, nigga
Never let no wet pussy fuck your dough up
Toast to the dead niggas, pour up
Blood money in the ziplock so it don’t mold up

I feel like Mitch in the cherry red Beamer bumpin’ Cold Crush
Second childhood, niggas grow up
The God in bitches go nuts
I’m stuntin’ like Money Mayweather

The cash is way better than being broke
Get topped in the back of the grey Tesla
Lord have mercy the wolves are hungry and thirsty
Screw the barrel on the mouth of the 30, arrivederci
It’s the God, nigga