[Intro]
(808 Mafia)
Huh?
Know she gon' eat it up, man
Uh

[Pre-Chorus]
She just gon' eat it up (Eat it up), Valentino sneaker, army fatigue (Dabbin' it)
Four-gram blunts of the California weed (Gas)
She can just see the street n***a in me (Uh, street shit)

[Chorus]
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on watches
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on thotties
Mr. Blue Benjamin

[Pre-Chorus]
She just gon' eat it up (Eat it up), Valentino sneaker, army fatigue (Dabbin' it)
Four-gram blunts of the California weed (Gas)
She can just see the street n***a in me (Street shit)

[Chorus]
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on watches
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on thotties

[Verse 1]
Mr. Blue Benjamin, two-face the bill
Sky-Dweller Rollie, they blue face, the hills
Searching for the narcs, you can pull up on the hill
House full of vultures and they clutchin' on the steel
Mobs chasing me, felt like I'm Brandon and them
I'm done with Blue M&M, call me Mr. Blue Benjamin
Blue molly dynamite what they boot in the trenches
Fuck 12, bust a whole pint on they feet (Lean)
Noisey Atlanta gon' have me right there with Meech (Right there with Meech)
Mr. Blue Benjamin, now I own the streets (Mr. Blue Benjamin)
All of my bitches freaky, my money neat (Hold on)
Bitch, that ain't no secret (What you talkin' 'bout?)
She asked me, am I'm geeked up? Bitch, I might be (Yeah, I might be)
Do the right thing like Spike Lee (Do the right thing)
Blue ball Margiela, got tigers on both feet
Street n***a, that's the way that bitch say that she notice me
Longway, bitch
[Pre-Chorus]
She just gon' eat it up (Eat it up), Valentino sneaker, army fatigue (Dabbin' it)
Four-gram blunts of the California weed (Dab)
She can just see the street n***a in me (Uh)

[Chorus]
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on watches
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on thotties

[Pre-Chorus]
She just gon' eat it up (Eat it up), Valentino sneaker, army fatigue (Dabbin' it)
Four-gram blunts of the California weed (Ayy)
She can just see the street n***a in me (Street shit)

[Chorus]
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on watches
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on thotties

[Verse 2]
Ten pack of gas, I go big on a thot
Presidential ultra-pure, the ten pack on the yacht
Dubs got my front pocket sloppy toppy notch
Mr. Blue Benjamin when you come to cash out
Valentino alligator, steppin' on the crocodile
Grabbin' on my dick when I'm dabbin' it
Uh, ten pack on a thot, yeah, I'm havin' it
Real street n***a, still trappin' out the cabin, street shit
Break it down, digital scale, and then we bag it up
Throw on Givenchys, steppin' on bitches, they gon' eat it up
Hoppin' out that Mr. Billy Taylor, put my feet up
Tussionex, pour deuces in a two-liter
Valentino sneakers, they sharper just like my reefer
I got them bitches that set it off like Queen Latifah (Set it off)
Mr. Blue Benjamin in the kitchen with fajitas
I break out the dab, bitch comin' sharper than a needle
Longway, bitch
[Pre-Chorus]
She just gon' eat it up, Valentino sneaker, army fatigue (Dabbin' it)
Four-gram blunts of the California weed
She can just see the street n***a in me

[Chorus]
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on watches
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on thotties

[Pre-Chorus]
She just gon' eat it up (Eat it up), Valentino sneaker, army fatigue (Dabbin' it)
Four-gram blunts of the California weed (Hey)
She can just see the street n***a in me (Street shit)

[Chorus]
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on watches
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on thotties
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on watches
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on thotties
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on watches
Mr. Blue Benjamin, ten pack of gas, yeah, that shit nothin' but profit, I fuck up on thotties