[Intro]
Aye, yeah
Tøkyo, Tøkyo, ay
Tøkyo, Tøkyo, aye
Tøkyo, aye
Tøkyo, aye
[Hook]
Benjis and Fifties we running up quickly, that’s word to my Tøkyo Gang
Bragging ain’t why we get litty, we carrying 50, this shit isn’t here for the slang
Nigga, this shit will get risky, if you acting silly your body be found in a drain
You know this shit will get gritty, that’s why I stay busy, don’t come less you came fore the fame
[Verse 1]
I’m for residual gain
Uh, bitch, I take that shit anyways
He said he rode round the block, Red light might just be the last thing he sees today
I had to re up on stocks
Fuck is a stop? I ain’t playing no games
Same niggas trying to chop, same niggas wanting to see Brodies dying away
Enter this shit in the brain
Niggas straight for the top dock
That’s in status and fame and when aiming them big shots
Brodie came with a big shot
Chopper eat at his brain like a cancer, the forethought
Bodies piled from onslaught
Stupid bitch was wide open so we hit the jump shot
Drag his face to the mugshot
Point to head of the team like we aiming at mascots
Cannot talk on my name without strings attached
And no chilling with dummies, ain’t good with that
Bitch, I ran up the back door and hit his back
Put his face on a Tee and I’m selling that
Hit him up like his body a drive through
Bonnie or Clyde, I don’t care bout what’s hitting who
When it’s done, see his dreams like it’s Caillou
Fuck up a case with a mask, “what did I do?”
See, my demons, they kicking
Niggas the hero and villain
I juggle well on a daily, go spin it
Make a band then I’m back to the kitchen
Taliban be the niggas I kick with
So there’s never a witness
Batman, Bruce Wayne how I could flip it
Niggas ain’t playing no kid shit, so don’t get too ambitious
[Hook]
Benjis and Fifties we running up quickly, that’s word to my Tøkyo Gang
Bragging ain’t why we get litty, we carrying 50, this shit isn’t here for the slang
Nigga, this shit will get risky, if you acting silly your body be found in a drain
You know this shit will get gritty, that’s why I stay busy, don’t come less you came fore the fame
[Verse 2]
They got a problem, we handle an opp
Speak with a Glizzy, no words when it’s out
Hit em with banners, we hulking this out
Niggas toking a pouch turn him into a slouch
Rondo, nigga, hit him in the snout
Wet up a nigga, the fuck is a drought
Ion speak much, ain’t no need for a mouth
If it’s action, it’s action, then I’ll air it out
Nigga said he tryna talk
Too bad, we right here, better pull the shits out
Nigga said he tryna live
Phff, blasted his shit now we back to the south
Creeping around when the sun ain’t around
If her son was around then her son ain’t around
Ligaments fly like a kite when we’re out
Ain’t no handing shit out cause this shit ain’t for clout
Niggas talking that crazy but changing, I see niggas waning when I hit the addy they’re on
What they expect, like I’m for disrespect?
Talking shit so what color shirt you wan be on?
We got smoke when you saying my name out permission, ain’t for all that dissing, I’m right where you’re at
Pussy nigga, I’m ready, you ready? Well ready or not, all my niggas will run with that strap
[Hook]
Benjis and Fifties we running up quickly, that’s word to my Tøkyo Gang
Bragging ain’t why we get litty, we carrying 50, this shit isn’t here for the slang
Nigga, this shit will get risky, if you acting silly your body be found in a drain
You know this shit will get gritty, that’s why I stay busy, don’t come less you came fore the fame
