Bentley Truck lyrics

[Intro: 2 Chainz]
All about it
All about it
I’ll tell you all about it, all about it
(Metro Boomin want some more n*gga)
This the sh*t you play when you in a Bentley truck
This the sh*t you play when them strippers acting up
This the sh*t you play when you smoke a zip and up
This the sh*t you play when you sippin’ out a cup
This the sh*t you play n*gga (yessir)
This the sh*t you play (alright)
This the sh*t you play when you cuttin’ up that work
This the sh*t you play when you ridin’ in a vert

[Hook: 2 Chainz]
This the sh*t you play when you in a Bentley truck
This the sh*t you play when them strippers acting up
This the sh*t you play when you smoke a zip and up
This the sh*t you play when you sippin’ out a cup

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Stunt, dab, thrab, racks
Ball hog, Neiman’s, Saks
Lenox, Moda, dope, soda
Lean, soda, cream, soda
Shawty thick, small waist
Fat ass, gon’ shake
Money tall, Tyra Banks
We everything y’all ain’t
Couldn’t believe in Santa Claus ‘cause I ain’t have no chimney
Soufside with a F and the F for Fendi
I’m the type of guy to buy a extra Bentley
Had two SS’s like Mississippi
One phone call and I can get some pus*y
One phone call, I know you n*ggas pus*y
This the sh*t you play when you in the bushes
This the sh*t you play when you hit the boogie
[Hook]
This the sh*t you play when you in a Bentley truck
This the sh*t you play when them strippers acting up
This the sh*t you play when you smoke a zip and up
This the sh*t you play when you sippin’ out a cup
This the sh*t you play when you in a Bentley truck
This the sh*t you play when them strippers acting up
This the sh*t you play when you smoke a zip and up
This the sh*t you play when you sippin’ out a cup

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
This that sh*t you play, ‘bout that pistol play
Bop-bop fix your face, haha in your face
This that sh*t you know, b*tch you know you fake
This that clique you hate, but this that here to stay
This that sh*t you play, this that clique you know
‘Bout that trigger play, trigger finger roll
But this ain’t NBA, this the CEO
And this ain’t MMA, but this a TKO
Rolls Royce Wraith, I park that b*tch and skate
I talk that sh*t, she caught that line, I call that fish filet
And all of my n*ggas is A1, and y’all lil n*ggas look like steak (well done)
And all my woes is athletic, and none of my hoes is getting pregnant
Don’t dab, don’t dance
Do me, own swag
Leather soft, you n*ggas softer
What’s that smell? Rigor mortis
South Beach, socks off
Money, drugs in the sock drawer
f*ck her good, get a round of applause
This the sh*t I play when I go to drop a b*tch off
[Hook]
This the sh*t you play when you in a Bentley truck
This the sh*t you play when them strippers acting up
This the sh*t you play when you smoke a zip and up
This the sh*t you play when you sippin’ out a cup
This the sh*t you play when you in a Bentley truck
This the sh*t you play when them strippers acting up
This the sh*t you play when you smoke a zip and up
This the sh*t you play when you sippin’ out a cup