Yellow Bentley lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Uhh
Yeah
Uhh
Yeah
(Chai)
(CaptainCrunch presents)

[Chorus]
Brand new chop go dudda dudda
Gotta move tact ain’t no shoulda coulda
Not with the gang he a rudda dudda
I ain’t tryna f*ck a lil' mudda dudda
I’m in the trap cookin' crack with my gludda dudda’s
Opps outside then I’m spinnin' his bludda dudda
Walk down Wick put the G to his gridda dudda
Cook got a movie now me feelin' like Whitaker
She ain’t tryna grinch so you know I’m tryna spin on her

[Verse]
Crack in a ziplock
VVs, they water, my chain got the big rocks
Speakin' in grinch, man this sh*t ain't no Hip-Hop
Gotta move tact', got the big Glock
Opp got popped and he died from a chest shot
Glock got a beam and it look like a red stop
My b*tch she a rider and she cruise [?]
Bend in a Beam', we ain't slidin' in no Tesla
Pop me a perc', now I'm makin' her bed rock
Givin' out figis, we be givin' out headshots
I smelled a opp, left that boy on a dead block
Kick door, back door
[?] he told me to [?]
Just got a pipe, now I'm down on my last
Boy not mack, what he throwin' up mack for?
I get the G and I told brodie pass 'em
[Chorus]
Brand new chop go dudda dudda
Gotta move tact ain’t no shoulda coulda
Not with the gang he a rudda dudda
I ain’t tryna f*ck a lil' mudda dudda
I’m in the trap cookin' crack with my gludda dudda’s
Opps outside then I’m spinnin' his bludda dudda
Walk down Wick put the G to his gridda dudda
Cook got a movie now me feelin' like Whitaker
She ain’t tryna grinch so you know I’m tryna spin on her

[Verse 2: Supa Gates]
Opps tried that foolery [?]
[?], now he in a pack
Headbutt your coolie, I beat up her cat
Hit with a rhythm like brrt-brat
If we takin' sh*t, you ain't gettin' it back
He ain't getting no bread 'cause he lazy
From the heights but the [?] they made me
In a Bentley, this sh*t feel amazing
I just spent thirty K on a watch
Think you takin' it? n*gga, you brazy
Call up brodie to slide wit' a mop
He be throwin' them shots like he Brady
I can't wait to just catch me a opp, boy
Broad day, I don't care, movin' hot, boy
Got 'em gaspin' for air from the Glock, boy
Crazy how n*ggas pus*y and popped, boy
Got the key to the street, got the cheat code
Got no love for that b*tch, she a freak ho
Tell her pass me a [?], we tweak those
Runnin' off on the plug, [?]
Come and spin on my hood if you like that
Catch the beat and the drum like I'm Mike Jack'
See you wifin' that b*tch but I piped that
Is you gay? Why you ringin' out my jack
My wrist got a welt, take yo wife back
Makin' 20 a day off a iPad
I don't care if I'm talkin' too spicy
Make a movie, goin' dummy wit' Spike, yeah
I'm unstoppable, feel like I'm Goku
Call up [?] and they ready to [?]
I'm the plug, I'm the one that they go through