Jay Critch - Benching Lyrics

Ayy, Hood Fav
Ayy, Talk Money Gang
Know we signed the world up
You little niggas gotta catch up man (30)
Big Hood Fav, big Talk Money Gang yeah, 30 shit

Hood Fav, I stay with the trenches (Hood Fav)
Boy if you broke, need to hit the exit
I'm in the VIP and this shit expensive
Young nigga flex like I'm liftin' benches
Cop the bustdown like a good investment (ice)
I put a bag on you now, don't test me
Niggas ain't makin' a sound, they testin' (shh)
Shooters is tryna go out and test it (boom)
Shorty just wanna go out, she sexy
We be fuckin' a lot, I'm inside of it
Niggas chucklin' a lot and I'm tired of it
Lot of chicken with cheese on the side of it
Bro gettin' buckets like he on a scholarship
I hit the store and walk out with all kind of shit
When they be talkin', we never acknowledge it
Cup of that dirty, I'm uppin' my tolerance (hey)

I gave her dick now that bitch keep on botherin'
I gotta stick to the code, I honor it
Once I get in that mode, no promisin'
.45 in the bag like Donovan (boom-boom)
And it's one in the head I'ma let go
Can't trust you niggas knew that from the get go
Whole lotta gas in the whip like petrol
Whole lotta green on my body like geckos
Whole lotta green on me like ready set go (go)
Hope you don't think you no bully, I'm ten toes (no)
And in my city, they givin' out headstones
And she can't fuck, but she good with the head though
Bro run it up, still duckin' the feds though
These niggas weak so they ain't gon' make it
Stuck to the streets like gum on pavement
Wherever I go, it's a paid vacation
Shorty walked up like 'your chains amazin'
Young nigga switchin' them lanes in Range's
Most of these niggas claim the fame
Is hatin' and leavin comments on pages
No I'll never see 'em on stages
He was chasin' clout then he faded
Ballin' like a nigga shootin' faders
Now they teamin' up and they tradin' (30)

Hood Fav, I stay with the trenches (Hood Fav)
Boy if you broke, need to hit the exit
I'm in the VIP and this shit expensive
Young nigga flex like I'm liftin' benches
Cop the bustdown like a good investment (ice)
I put a bag on you now, don't test me
Niggas ain't makin' a sound, they testin' (shh)
Shooters is tryna go out and test it (boom)
Shorty just wanna go out, she sexy
We be fuckin' a lot, I'm inside of it
Niggas chucklin' a lot and I'm tired of it
Lot of chicken with cheese on the side of it
Bro gettin' buckets like he on a scholarship
I hit the store and walk out with all kind of shit
When they be talkin', we never acknowledge it
Cup of that dirty, I'm uppin' my tolerance