Never trust a nigga, never trust a bitch
They only wanna use you or think you a lick
Pocket full of narcotics, got some bad habits
Anything I want, I can motherf*ckin' have it
Was a player even since way, way back
32 for the shirt, prices like cheaper than dirt
Baby mamas left when it got hot
I should've known from the start
Bitches say they love you, but they ain't got a heart
Blacks show me love, bless me with the plug
Now that's what I call trap love
Saw it on camera, my closest nigga set me up
Next morning had his bitch ass tied up
Now I got his girl in my bed laid up
Popped two tens, now I'm leveled up
Never trust a nigga if he ain't in your bracket
Don't try me, cause I'll pull the thooka and get ratchet
Only a handful, kept it A once since day one
Everybody else changed up, but I stayed blessed up
Mama said, none of these niggas really your friends
Think about your kids and making ends
So f*ck a nigga, I don't need a friend
All I need is Benjamins
All I need is Benjamins
All I need is Benjamins
F*ck a bitch and f*ck a friend
Cause I'm too busy countin' up them Benjamins
Yeah, all I need is Benjamins
Nigga, all I need is Benjamins
Yeah, f*ck your bitch and f*ck your friend
Cause I'm too busy countin' up them Benjamins
We count that money up like hallelujah
If you want it, we can get them packages straight to ya
You ain't talking shit if you ain't talking moolah
These bitches like Versace, but they look like Medusa
Tell her give me head, give me medulla
She ain't about her bread, then I can't do her
You ain't about your money, bitch, leave me alone
I'd rather flip this shit and sit and sip on styrofoam
I'd rather take a bitch and make her bring my money home
My trap be booming, we got pills and white, we got the strong
So come and shop with us, you know we got them lower tickets
These niggas f*ck with me, if I'm not there, then I'ma ship it
All I need is Benjamins
All I need is Benjamins
F*ck a bitch and f*ck a friend
Cause I'm too busy countin' up them Benjamins
Yeah, all I need is Benjamins
Nigga, all I need is Benjamins
Yeah, f*ck your bitch and f*ck your friend
Cause I'm too busy countin' up them Benjamins
Blackstheg - All I Need Benjamins (feat. Mr Finesser) Lyrics
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Never trust a nigga, never trust a bitch
They only wanna use you or think you a lick
Pocket full of narcotics, got some bad habits
Anything I want, I can motherf*ckin' have it
Was a player even since way, way back
32 for the shirt, prices like cheaper than dirt
Baby mamas left when it got hot
I should've known from the start
Bitches say they love you, but they ain't got a heart
Blacks show me love, bless me with the plug
Now that's what I call trap love
Saw it on camera, my closest nigga set me up
Next morning had his bitch ass tied up
Now I got his girl in my bed laid up
Popped two tens, now I'm leveled up
Never trust a nigga if he ain't in your bracket
Don't try me, cause I'll pull the thooka and get ratchet
Only a handful, kept it A once since day one
Everybody else changed up, but I stayed blessed up
Mama said, none of these niggas really your friends
Think about your kids and making ends
So f*ck a nigga, I don't need a friend
All I need is Benjamins
All I need is Benjamins
All I need is Benjamins
F*ck a bitch and f*ck a friend
Cause I'm too busy countin' up them Benjamins
Yeah, all I need is Benjamins
Nigga, all I need is Benjamins
Yeah, f*ck your bitch and f*ck your friend
Cause I'm too busy countin' up them Benjamins
We count that money up like hallelujah
If you want it, we can get them packages straight to ya
You ain't talking shit if you ain't talking moolah
These bitches like Versace, but they look like Medusa
Tell her give me head, give me medulla
She ain't about her bread, then I can't do her
You ain't about your money, bitch, leave me alone
I'd rather flip this shit and sit and sip on styrofoam
I'd rather take a bitch and make her bring my money home
My trap be booming, we got pills and white, we got the strong
So come and shop with us, you know we got them lower tickets
These niggas f*ck with me, if I'm not there, then I'ma ship it
All I need is Benjamins
All I need is Benjamins
F*ck a bitch and f*ck a friend
Cause I'm too busy countin' up them Benjamins
Yeah, all I need is Benjamins
Nigga, all I need is Benjamins
Yeah, f*ck your bitch and f*ck your friend
Cause I'm too busy countin' up them Benjamins
They only wanna use you or think you a lick
Pocket full of narcotics, got some bad habits
Anything I want, I can motherf*ckin' have it
Was a player even since way, way back
32 for the shirt, prices like cheaper than dirt
Baby mamas left when it got hot
I should've known from the start
Bitches say they love you, but they ain't got a heart
Blacks show me love, bless me with the plug
Now that's what I call trap love
Saw it on camera, my closest nigga set me up
Next morning had his bitch ass tied up
Now I got his girl in my bed laid up
Popped two tens, now I'm leveled up
Never trust a nigga if he ain't in your bracket
Don't try me, cause I'll pull the thooka and get ratchet
Only a handful, kept it A once since day one
Everybody else changed up, but I stayed blessed up
Mama said, none of these niggas really your friends
Think about your kids and making ends
So f*ck a nigga, I don't need a friend
All I need is Benjamins
All I need is Benjamins
All I need is Benjamins
F*ck a bitch and f*ck a friend
Cause I'm too busy countin' up them Benjamins
Yeah, all I need is Benjamins
Nigga, all I need is Benjamins
Yeah, f*ck your bitch and f*ck your friend
Cause I'm too busy countin' up them Benjamins
We count that money up like hallelujah
If you want it, we can get them packages straight to ya
You ain't talking shit if you ain't talking moolah
These bitches like Versace, but they look like Medusa
Tell her give me head, give me medulla
She ain't about her bread, then I can't do her
You ain't about your money, bitch, leave me alone
I'd rather flip this shit and sit and sip on styrofoam
I'd rather take a bitch and make her bring my money home
My trap be booming, we got pills and white, we got the strong
So come and shop with us, you know we got them lower tickets
These niggas f*ck with me, if I'm not there, then I'ma ship it
All I need is Benjamins
All I need is Benjamins
F*ck a bitch and f*ck a friend
Cause I'm too busy countin' up them Benjamins
Yeah, all I need is Benjamins
Nigga, all I need is Benjamins
Yeah, f*ck your bitch and f*ck your friend
Cause I'm too busy countin' up them Benjamins
Writer: Franklin Watson
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