[Intro: Benny Banks]
Straight
Uh, look

[Verse 1: Benny Banks]
I tell a man straight, I handle my business
Middle finger to my critics (Fuck 'em)
They wanna see me diminish
'Cause all of my writing prolific (Okay)
I've gotta be one of the realest
I get it the way that I live it
It's only my all that I'm giving
I ain't in no competition
Benny, I play my position
Pulled out a mask and he's listened
I'm just a man on a mission
Tryna keep food in my kitchen
Take it before it was given
Wouldn't say that I did if I didn't
If I'm lying, they'd lock me in prison
[?] decision
I've been in messed up predicaments
No one's pretending they innocent
I ain't on keeping my feelings in, who ever said that I fell? That's ridiculous
Concrete jungle, these are the sounds of the wickedness
If I don't charge for a feature, it's a privilege
Chick magnet, don't let me where your women is
I make a lesbo curious
Bada Bing, Mr. Fast and Furious
I send her home with experience
I make her swallow my miniatures
Follow me, I'll take you to the pyramids
Na I'm just kidding, just lyrics, I'm a lyricist
Tell a hater to fuck their opinion
Go suck a girl on her period
[Hook: Benny Banks][x2]
I ain't paying no mind to a fuckboy
Life on the line and my life in my rhymes
Man I ride 'til I die for a slice of the pie
A lot of time on the grind, I ain't ride with no fuckboys
I ain't ride with no fuckboys
Rappers tell lies 'cause they fuckboys
Them man are gay, probably fuck boys
Fuckboys, I ain't ride with no fuckboys

[Verse 2: Joe Black]
Look, I tell a man straight, only real G's on my playlist
Anything I want, I take it
I came from the bottom where it's dangerous
Before rap my name was popping on the pavement
B & B, that's the wave, the streets have been waiting
I'm in a league that they ain't in
But I'd rather have P than be famous
And I don't see none of these guys, pure fuckboys, fuck all these guys
I could see through all their fake smiles, that's why I've got no love for these guys
Stuck on the grind, grub on the line, feds tryna fuck up my vibe
I don't pay no mind to a fuckboy, it's just me and my bruddas for life
Me and Banks going HAM back to back on the track, it's ridiculous
All this gas that these rappers be chatting on track, to be honest I ain't really hearing it
Me? I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best and that's point blank period
You? You'll get left on the stretcher for messing with me or my siblings
There's levels to this rap stuff
I heard your mixtape, it's whack bruv
I didn't even like one track bruv
I threw that shit straight out the cab bruv
That's a waste of my time
Money talks so I stay on my grind
Stay in your lane 'cause I'm staying in mine
Tell a fuckboy I don't pay him no mind
[Hook: Benny Banks][x2]