BenjiCold - Dork

{intro}
(benjicold, why you icy?)
Yeah, yeah

{chorus}
Them bullets hit his ass, he feel like a tork
The little beat boring, i go on a tour
I hop in the gym, i gon' head and score
I'm playin' wit' numbers, i feel like a dork
I got all of this money, i feel like a hoarder
I go to the bank and my bitch, she gon' sort it
That nigga so little yeah, a money shortage
I got the racks on me, better check report
Look at my hands, i'm prayin' nigga to the lord
She play wit' my dick, i told the bitch play wit' my sword
That nigga lame, he be on the discord
I call up my white plug yeah, he up in the ford
He say he want a pound and a brick, i'm like sure
No i'm not datin' that muhfuckin' stupid whore
Bitch i been that shit, feel like (?...)
(benji, what the fuck is wrong with you?)
She wanna talk, i told the bitch i'ma go to hell
I am the devil, repel go to hell
Bitch i sip on the lean nigga, bad for my health

{verse}
I went and pick up the glock and it's right on the shelf
That nigga money so short and it look like a elf
I did all this shit all my muhfuckin' self
(?...), i ain't need no help
I'm in the water swimmin' like i'm michael phelps
That nigga got down bad askin' for the help
That nigga hatin' yeah, he be on yell
All these niggas hate and they hate on me
Bitch i'm (?...) degrees
Bitch i get the money like i got a degree
You hatin' on me, please stop talkin' to me
I walk in the function nigga and i (?...)
Walk in the muhfuckin' function, i hop in the muhfuckin' whip
And i dash in the muhfuckin' benz
She wanna go dibble down like a chip
Gotta keep that little self defense up on my hip
Gotta be keepin' the cup full of the tris
That nigga so down bad not on the list
I feel like i'm kobe, i get the ball then don't miss
Yo' bitch, she take off my draws suck my dick
I walk in the mall, i look at my feet and that's rick owens
Yeah, i look at my bitch, she so bad, i'm like "where you goin'?"
Slide on the beat little nigga yeah, i'm flowin'
She say i'm so proud like nigga yeah, i'm glowin'
Niggas so pussy, i told the boy i'm blowin'
I got a glock, we shoot a nigga like a (?...)
Gonna go do the boy sad nigga on his birthday
(?...) on a muhfuckin' damn thursday

{chorus}
(benji, what the fuck is wrong with you?)
Them bullets hit his ass, he feel like a tork
The little beat boring, i go on a tour
I hop in the gym, i gon' head and score
I'm playin' wit' numbers, i feel like a dork
I got all of this money, i feel like a hoarder
I go to the bank and my bitch, she gon' sort it
That nigga so little yeah, a money shortage
I got the racks on me, better check report
Look at my hands, i'm prayin' nigga to the lord
She play wit' my dick, i told the bitch play wit' my sword
That nigga lame, he be on the discord
I call up my white plug yeah, he up in the ford
He say he want a pound and a brick, i'm like sure
No i'm not datin' that muhfuckin' stupid whore
Bitch i been that shit, feel like (?...)
She wanna talk, i told the bitch i'ma go to hell
I am the devil, repel go to hell
Bitch i sip on the lean nigga, bad for my health