Bentley Mulssane Lyrics – Rob49
Yeah (Yeah)
Shh, yeah
I know a couple niggas who— (Thanks, Yakree)
Yeah (Yeah), uh
Yeah, I know a couple niggas who say they up, but niggas lyin’ (Them niggas lyin’)
I know a couple niggas who say they step, but niggas ain’t die (Them niggas ain’t die)
Every time the police kick my door, 49 gon’ tell a lie (49 gon’ tell a lie)
I know a couple niggas who say they rich, but I don’t believe it (Yeah)
Brand new Bentley Mulsanne (Woo), back this *** in backwards, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And I’m still a trap star, I got my cake up, anime (Yeah)
I’m in Miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, I’m dropping the top, yeah (Yeah)
I don’t care who niggas is, depending the price, I’m copping a knock, yeah (Skrrt)
How you out here hoeing niggas? (Yeah) Beat that box up, Sunday, listen (Yeah)
I done got my check up on ’em (Yeah), all that country *** ain’t normal (Yeah)
I done see some goofies die young ’cause that street *** ain’t for them (Yeah)
I think she so bad, but that *** dead ’cause I don’t like her brother (Yeah)
Cosign with them racks on me (Yeah)
***, come *** me like you need me (Yeah)
How you saying, “Stop the cap”, but you ain’t practice what you preachin’ (No)
They just tryna beat a *** (Yeah)
In love with the hoes I’m hitting (Yeah)
I heard real ones finally got the ball, well, tell ’em pass it to me (Yeah)
Yeah, got my cake back up (Yeah), got my check up, *** (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, *** groupy sluts (Yeah) in a Maybach truck, *** (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, before this label ***, me and bro ‘nem been had A&Rs (Yeah)
Yeah, I been hustling hard, I made three hundo in a mouth (Yeah)
Yeah, I know a couple niggas who say they up, but niggas lyin’ (Alright, them niggas lyin’)
I know a couple niggas who say they step, but niggas ain’t die (Yeah, them niggas ain’t die)
Every time the police kick my door, 49 gon’ tell a lie (Alright, 49 gon’ tell a lie)
I know a couple niggas who say they rich, but I don’t believe it (Yeah)
Brand new Bentley Mulsanne (Woo), back this *** in backwards, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And I’m still a trap star, I got my cake up, anime (Yeah)
I’m in Miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, I’m dropping the top, yeah (Yeah)
I don’t care who niggas is, depending the price, I’m copping a knock, yeah (Yeah)
I ain’t been feeling the same (Yeah)
I be feeling like niggas wanna see me lose, but calling me “Gang” (Yeah, yeah)
That *** hurt my soul ’cause I show love when niggas ain’t (Yeah)
I ain’t have a thing I washed my ass in off in the sink (Yeah)
***, don’t touch me, I got rank (Yeah)
Yeah, I wished niggas stopped the hatin’ (Yeah), ’cause I’m his girlfriend favorite (Yeah)
Young and rich and turnt, for sure (For sure), I’m balling like a Laker (Yeah)
How the *** you said you bossin’ up, you a ***’ worker? (Yeah)
Took her out the strip club and turnt her up, man, you done with twerking (***)
Yeah, I know a couple niggas who say they up, but niggas lyin’ (Alright, them niggas lyin’)
I know a couple niggas who say they step, but niggas ain’t die (Yeah, them niggas ain’t die)
Every time the police kick my door, 49 gon’ tell a lie (Alright, 49 gon’ tell a lie)
I know a couple niggas who say they rich, but I don’t believe it (Yeah)
Brand new Bentley Mulsanne (Woo), back this *** in backwards, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And I’m still a trap star, I got my cake up, anime (Yeah)
I’m in Miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, I’m dropping the top, yeah (Yeah)
I don’t care who niggas is, depending the price, I’m copping a knock, yeah (Yeah)
