(This is Benny, fool!)

I used to hate myself

Now I just smoke a lot

Circle small, teeny weenie, yellow polka dot

(Nah, you gon' have to do that again)

I used to smoke a lot, and I still do

Sweat the demons out, that heat 'll probably kill you

I go data plan, I'm so over it

Build-a-Fake, snitches-snitches get the sewing kit

I don't think that I exist

Therefore I don't

Some of y'all don't like the clip

That's why I turn up the kick

That's why I turn up the kick

That's why I turn up the—

Y'all cannot fuck with my clique

Tiny pants on, had to tuck up my dick

Auto-aim, I don't miss

Auto-aim, I don't miss

Autotune I can't sing

Jeans wet as hell I dance in the rain

Some of y'all speak like it's piss in your brain

Shit, I had drugs on me I missed my plane

Shit, I had drugs on me I missed my plane

Some of y'all speak like it's piss in your brain

Steppin' out with no cash on me

I don't leave the house without swag on me

Hydraulic, put the bounce in it

Hydro, keep the pack on me

(It sounds like that on purpose!)

I do whatever I want

Clip bring you closer to God

Too loud not my fault

I got too fucked off the drugs

I do whatever I want

I do whatever I want

I do whatever I want

I do whatever I want (God!)

I do whatever I want

Clip bring you closer to God

Too loud not my fault

I got too fucked off the drugs

I do whatever I want

Chain heavy as hell

That shit a pain in my neck (Goddamn)

I'm doing charity work

Better have cash in the bag

Better not came with a check

I don't talk money at all

Quit waggin' them bands

Hop out the back

Rat trap with cheese on it

I think I'm lactose in-dollar-ant

What would you do for a Klondike Bar?

That's not a deal, that's a bank loan

Thought he could diss me with "gay boy"

That boy got hangups like pay phones

If you wanna kiss me just say so (Mwah)

He tried to knock a couple teeth out

I ran on him, had to get my feet out

The shots ain't connect God bless

I thought he just sneezed loud

It's a cold world, dog, where your mittens at?

I'm in the coupe, where the chickens at?

Travel the globe like I dribble bad

I didn't go to the show

Ay, where the bitches at?

Hot girl shit I just hit the curb a little bit

I'm not that high I just hit the herb a little bit

Big bands on like a little bitch

In a cold world, dog, get smoked like cigarettes

Steppin' out with no cash on me

I don't leave the house without swag on me

Hydraulic, put the bounce in it

Hydro, keep the pack on me

(It sounds like that on purpose!)

I do whatever I want

Clip bring you closer to God

Too loud not my fault

I got too fucked off the drugs

I do whatever I want

I do whatever I want

I do whatever I want

(God!) (Turn me the fuck up!)

I do whatever I want

Clip bring you closer to God

Too loud not my fault

I got too fucked off the drugs

I do whatever I want

Clipping bring you closer to God (Bitch)

(Benny who?)

(This is Benny, fool!)

(Clipaholics!)

Turn up my shit

Turn up my—

Turn up my shit

Turn up my—

Turn up, fuck

Turn up my shit

Turn up my shit

Turn off my shit!