Yeezy 350

Lyrics

[Intro: Jarren Benton] Yeah Uh, uh Yeah [Verse 1: Jarren Benton] My niggas sipping cheap whiskey, know I keep the piece with me (Blaow) Getting top, while I'm still rocking my Yeezy 350s, uh Ayy, fuck asking questions, Aaron, blast the weapon I like my bitches organic with no ass injections (Yeah) In all camo like Rambo When Benton start to snapping, flow will ghost them like Thanos, uh Yeah, reload the A.R clip I came to fuck up the game just like J.R. Smith Supreme box logo, ayy, mama used to whip the box Volvo Now I throw her ten stacks just shop in SoHo Karate kicking down doors, nigga, watch ya dojo Ha, your baby mama look like Yaphet Kotto Uh, yeah, bitches in awe Let thе semi' send 'em thе kiss of death, nigga, like mwah I sit in the spa, get high while I listen to Nas The Mink Coat Killa, the god, Benton, I'm odd, uh The Bully in this bitch, what's happening? (What's happening, nigga?) East Side nigga, I bare arms like Paddington I never go bare without the raincoat (Uh-uh) Brass Knuckle Benton, The Bully, I am insane, ho [Chorus: Jarren Benton & Aaron Cohen] Yeah My niggas sipping cheap whiskey, know I keep the piece with me Getting top, while I'm still rocking my Yeezy 350s, uh (Yeah) Rocking my Yeezy 350s (Yeah) Uh, rocking my... (Yeah) [Verse 2: Aaron Cohen] Serving everybody, I don't need a menu Gotta get this money, so I hustle like the rent due Jarren, how'd you even get that gun up in the venue? Lying through your teeth like you ain't fuckin' bitches raw But fuck these bitches, I need riches, I got itchy palms That's why I go apeshit like It G Ma Tell Kato, bro, come get your ma I don't pay for pussy, that's not my M.O I get head then ask her for some bread on the Venmo You think you big balling now, like you Lorenzo Learn your role before we trade your ass to the N.O I'm pelican fly, I might roll through NY In an elegant ride, drive slow like there's a felon inside Kevin Gates, man, I never get tired I'm forever inspired, after the show hit the Waffle House Hit on the meth head waitress like I ain't got a spouse She ain't got teeth, but she got a mouth You want this money, dog? Get your ass up off the couch [Chorus: Jarren Benton & Aaron Cohen] Yeah My niggas sipping cheap whiskey, know I keep the piece with me Getting top, while I'm still rocking my Yeezy 350s, uh (Yeah) Rocking my Yeezy 350s (Yeah) Uh, rocking my... (Yeah) [Scratches] "Yeezy 3— Yeezy 3— Yeezy 350s, uh— Yeezy 350s, uh— Yeezy 3— Yeezy 3"