Cole Bennet

[Intro]
(Ayy, it's Riq on them keys and them kicks)

[Chorus: DaBoii]
Nigga, I ain't finna run from no nigga
You won't see me in no club if I can't bring my pole in it
Yeah, pass me the uh, uh, uh, we roll niggas
Pass my lil' bro the Glock, he love to shoot, he Cole Bennett
Try to play me like I'm dumb, bitch, you got the wrong nigga
You was caked up with the bitch, I was on the road with it
Ain't forgot about that shit you niggas said, we on niggas
Pass my lil' bro the uh, he love to shoot, he Cole Bennett

[Verse 1: DaBoii]
I pass lil' bro the uh, he love to shoot, he Cole Bennett
Yeah, trap or the booth, either way, I'm gon' get it
I done slid past your hood and you was a ghost in it
I want her and her, yes, sir, they both with it
Nigga playin' with his nose, what, you puttin' coke in it?
So much mud in my cup, they thought it was a Coke, nigga
Spit in her mouth, I heard you do the toe lickin'
I might give her good dick, but, baby know it's no feelings, yeah
It's on my lap, this the one I ride 'round
You ain't even with the shit, pussy nigga, calm down
I was broke as a bitch, they say I'm a don now
Nineteen with my own shit, you was at your mom house, yeah
Nigga, I ain't finna run from no man
Bitch claim she ain't a thot, okay, you a ho then, yeah
That nigga throwin' up what? Smoke him
Bitch was tryna hold some cheese, I grab my nuts like, "Hold them," on the gang

[Chorus: DaBoii]
Nigga, I ain't finna run from no nigga
You won't see me in no club if I can't bring my pole in it
Yeah, pass me the uh, uh, uh, we roll niggas
Pass my lil' bro the Glock, he love to shoot, he Cole Bennett
Try to play me like I'm dumb, bitch, you got the wrong nigga
You was caked up with the bitch, I was on the road with it
Ain't forgot about that shit you niggas said, we on niggas
Pass my lil' bro the uh, he love to shoot, he Cole Bennett

[Verse 2: Young Slo-Be]
Ayy
Lil' cuddy shoot niggas, on my mama, he Cole Bennett, nigga (On 2-1, nigga)
All these new niggas droppin' the shit, nigga, you're not in it, nigga
I do the walkthrough 'cause I'm a top hat
Plus I send them niggas through and they in all black
Barkin' on the 'net, nigga, y'all need to stop that
Ooh-wee, you know the feds watchin'
Bitch want a policeman, I cannot cuff her
Ayy, ayy, 304, you a trap buster
On 2-1, I'm Slo-Be Bryant 'cause I'm a pole buster
Ooh-wee, free the YGs, but we don't know Mustard (2-1, nigga)
Bitch want a policeman, I cannot cuff her
Ayy, ayy, 304, you a trap buster
On 2-1, I'm Slo-Be Bryant 'cause I'm a pole buster
Ooh-wee, free the YGs, but we don't know Mustard (On 2-1)

[Chorus: DaBoii]
Nigga, I ain't finna run from no nigga
You won't see me in no club if I can't bring my pole in it
Yeah, pass me the uh, uh, uh, we roll niggas
Pass my lil' bro the Glock, he love to shoot, he Cole Bennett
Try to play me like I'm dumb, bitch, you got the wrong nigga
You was caked up with the bitch, I was on the road with it
Ain't forgot about that shit you niggas said, we on niggas
Pass my lil' bro the uh, he love to shoot, he Cole Bennett, on the gang, nigga