Lyrics T.O.T.B. (feat. Ling Sport & Monep Neptune) - Alle Al

Yeah
Tryna Find the Benzo like
Is it to Left Or the Right?
Yeah, Let me walk on this

Just clocked out from making them espresso's
Everything is Clyde I just wanna thank my Drexel
Jump-shot go crazy
Why she mad I'm so complex tho
I was 23 before 23 had to let go

Never needed the pep talk
My team they just let the ref talk
I gave her dead strokes
I'm sorry she living with a dead walk

The Castle strong
Just another wonder they wish they could cancel off
I'm the cancel man
With some niggas they just can't cancel off
Excuse me!

I'm sorry I'm bad with the script
I'm bad with the dip,
This is nach'O cheese, salsa for the hip
Trappin', Trappin', Trappin' out the Benzo

Tell you my story it's no wishes
She hella chocolate and ain't got no problem giving hella a kisses
I sold it for the low but the high is where the jet go
Do it only well but not only well is for the rent though

See me and my engine I still gotta leave em so suspenseful
Seen saw 5 shit was wack stay for the End though
Saw one of my dog switch sides welcome to Petco
I Seen them red flags before niggas was rocking Ecko
This some bullshit I can't play on or even let go

Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo

Summer of 2018, I would do the Barista
Black Coffeein sista's, Still keep me a sledge
You would thought I was Triple
I put her to bed, on her side it was cripple

Can't do tit for tat, only if it got nipples
Like Salvatore, Ripper, I paid for there grippers
This bitch got a grimoire, can't kill me I'm Benoit
We was up c'est soir, like Mya and Kim was
Outskirts of Frisco, She love to Disco,
I felt like Enzo

Realest in room, & the wrist DiVincenzo
Trapped out of the Benzo?
Fly to Paris, and I'd cop up some Kenzo
Poppin an Endo, model's like En Vogue

Yeah

Shawty extreme grab't the Kendo, STICK!
Tat's on Memento, her foot on RICKS!
Trap jump like Radric, the clothes cost BRICKS!

Don't got a Benzo, No Motion
Her motto, Notion
Life Adam Copeland, She don't do Coca
She eat the Okra, its why her shit is Pokin

Lost pounds in Poker, but Winback like force
She think it's dope hearing Perry & Sport
We was both born back when the N-6-was 4
Rap for a check so the whip ain't a Ford

Only Accords on the studio floor,
She'll come on board, once rags ain't a poor
That's when she'll forward, like she a foramor
Al like Digorno, see me in Formal

Mr Me Too, kill these kids in the Clone Wars
If anti-social, destroy the girl loaners
Ex birth a pick tell her, Perry don't want her

Trappin' out the Benzo, Benzo, Benzo, Benzo
Trappin' out the Benzo, Benzo, Benzo, Benzo
Trappin' out the Benzo, Benzo, Benzo, Benzo
Trappin' out the Benzo, Benzo, Benzo, Benzo