Benoit Shit by K. Phlowz Lyrics

Quote from the song “Benoit Shit” by K. Phlowz

Oh shit, I'm the shit, niggas pissed
Leaking swag. Slipping niggas chicks, flow dopest
Hocus pocus, alchemist. looking at rappers all counterfeit
But I'm legit, from London town and I represent
Making all rappers irrelevant, locking down hits with Timberlands
Chainsaw, let's play a game. Yeah I'm raw like four whores
Four-course dinners with model birds, got bare hits on tumblrs
CE nigga, don't fuck with us. Steady in the grind full of customers
And I'm ready for anything, eyes on the back of my head
Taking the crown; I ain't coming for less
We architects, building pyramids, gimme respect
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot. London rioting, weird vibes and
Cripple fingers we gliding. Beat that pussy till it start crying
Best respect me as your highness, Pharoah. Yellow gold medals
Hits dope, royal flyness. 2-4 carat, call me Midas
Illuminating the blindest fucking artists. Painting minds
Definitely I'm, one of a kind. Making all the bitches rewind

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Benoit Shit”

• Featuring: Stan
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[Verse 1: K. Phlowz]

Oh shit, I'm the shit, niggas pissed
Leaking swag. Slipping niggas chicks, flow dopest
Hocus pocus, alchemist. looking at rappers all counterfeit
But I'm legit, from London town and I represent
Making all rappers irrelevant, locking down hits with Timberlands
Chainsaw, let's play a game. Yeah I'm raw like four whores
Four-course dinners with model birds, got bare hits on tumblrs
CE nigga, don't fuck with us. Steady in the grind full of customers
And I'm ready for anything, eyes on the back of my head
Taking the crown; I ain't coming for less
We architects, building pyramids, gimme respect
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot. London rioting, weird vibes and
Cripple fingers we gliding. Beat that pussy till it start crying
Best respect me as your highness, Pharoah. Yellow gold medals
Hits dope, royal flyness. 2-4 carat, call me Midas
Illuminating the blindest fucking artists. Painting minds
Definitely I'm, one of a kind. Making all the bitches rewind

[Bridge]

Creative Elevation. Spreading through your nation
Blatant; we the fucking coolest on your station
Creative Elevation. Spreading through your nation
Blatant; we the fucking coolest on your station

[Hook: Stan]

Cruising on the high street with a lightie right beside me
Probably with the mandem rolling backwards in the (?)
CE motherfucker, don't ever ask it
Double homicide, suicide, Benoit shit

[Verse 2: K. Phlowz]

See why would I feel myself when your bitch is feeling me?
I make dope shit for the kids. Literally, flows for weeks
Spitting a key, thousand bars, nothing to me, nigga please
Who the fuck you think you be? CD popping like some E, F
Jeezy, you know we. Reaching the stars my Goddess peak
Took a gap year but it leaped, fuck counting sheep man I don't sleep
But living my dreams and building heat, sweat. And nigga I ain't got a degree, yet
Forget the season, blazing whatever I'm beating
While I'm speeding on the Milky Way. In the clouds, it's silver haze
Vertebraes, fucking reptiles in the game I aim and bombs away
Check the flow, watch the phase, now how many models getting fucked today?
And I elevate. High to the stars where you know, with the niggas that you love to hate
And I'll penetrate. Leave a bitch with a lockjaw
Fuck cars; I'm spaceship-ing, I'm still sipping, nigga Uzi whipping on Rick Ross
Pisssed off at these retards.. But they ain't got that power
I get gassed by the hour. How many niggas devour cowards?

[Hook: Stan]

Cruising on the high street with a lightie right beside me
Probably with the mandem rolling backwards in the (?)
CE motherfucker, don't ever ask it
Double homicide, suicide, Benoit shit

[Outro]

Double homicide, suicide
Benoit making rappers go and write a memoir
Double homicide, suicide
CE make em wanna go and tell your marge
Creative Elevation. Spreading through your nation
Blatant. We the fucking coolest on your station