Mr. Blue Benjamin Song Lyrics

She just gon' eat it up
Valentino sneaker, I'm in fatigue
4 gram blunts of the California weed
She can just see the street nigga in me
Mr. Blue Benjamin
10 pack of gas yeah that shit nothing but profit, I fuck up on watches
Mr. Blue Benjamin
10 pack of gas yeah that shit nothing but profit, I fuck up on thotties

She just gon' eat it up
Valentino sneaker, I'm in fatigue
4 gram blunts of the California weed
She can just see the street nigga in me
Mr. Blue Benjamin
10 pack of gas yeah that shit nothing but profit, I fuck up on watches
Mr. Blue Benjamin
10 pack of gas yeah that shit nothing but profit, I fuck up on thotties

Mr. Blue Benjamin, 2 face the bill
Sky-Dweller Rollie they blue face, the hill
Searching for the narcs she can pull up on the hill
House full of vultures and they clutching on the steel
Moms chasing me feel like I'm Brandon and them
I'm done with Blue M&M, call me Mr. Blue Benjamin
[?] molly dynamite what they boot in the trenches
F-F-Fuck 12, bust a whole pint on they feet
Noisey Atlanta gon' have me right there with Meech
Mr. Blue Benjamin, now I own the streets
All of my bitches freaky, my money neat
Bitch that ain't no secret!
She ask me am I'm geeked up, bitch I might be
Do the right thing like Spike Lee
Do bout my dealer got tigers on both feet