Super Hip

[Intro: Beno]
(Bitch)

[Chorus: The Godfather & Beno]
I'm finna put a hundred in the streets, I'm tryna end the beef (Lil' bitch)
I been sellin' dog, fetty blues out in Tennessee (Out in Tennessee)
Every time you post your dead mans, gotta think of me
Right, bitch
He mad that I'm fuckin' on his bitch, I told him keep it P (Mwah)
Everybody know me from the West to the fuckin' East
Had a big-ass chopstick singin' like it's R&B (Brrt)
Yeah, I'm super hip, yeah, I'm super school, what you mean?
Yeah, I know my fuckin' P's and Q's from my ABCs

[Verse 1: The Godfather & Beno]
If you ain't got a body in the room, then you gotta leave
I'm ridin' hot with a brick on me, tryna find a fiend
You better listen, these hoes do whatever for attention
I just put him in the deep end, caught a nigga fishin'
He ain't healed off the last skit, we caught him while he limpin'
This shit come with the streets, lil' nigga, why you bitchin'?
This shit come with the streets, lil' nigga, why you snitchin'?
My mans caught him, yop, leavin' his P.O. and he drenched him
I'ma set up shop, chillin' on the blade tryna pimp somethin'
How you a killer and you had the ups on him, then you ain't hit nothin'? (Right)
This shit be goin' too fast
Don't let me see an opp, on Dotts' grave, I'm blowin' his ass
It's a fifty in this bitch, that's why I'm showin' the mag
I know I'm rich, but I'll still put a hole in a cap

[Verse 2: Beno]
On some get money, yop, like it's nothin'
Bitch, I'm big unc' to you little fuckin' munchkins
My bitch say Halloween, yop, when she want some pumpkins
He ain't get hit with this glitch, it was a different button
She find out who I was, she wanna fuck all the sudden
I don't give a fuck who it is, I'll serve it to my cousin

[Verse 3: The Godfather]
Wake up to a twelve-pack, that's a daily dozen
Don't touch the muzzle on the K, get hotter than an oven
This shit get real wicked
I told my bitch I'm done with drank, but I'ma still sip it
We upgraded from the stock, we got steel switches

[Verse 4: Beno]
Spin his block and drop the top, yop, and kill a witness (Boy)
I don't really got no love for you funky bitches
Hit his crib and take everything but the dishes
I be in the hall like a corner store, yop, for that chicken

[Verse 5: The Godfather & Beno]
I need my money on command and my price set (Right)
Hit him with the first three shots for a nice check (Ooh)

[Chorus: The Godfather & Beno]
I'm finna put a hundred in the streets, I'm tryna end the beef (Boy)
I been sellin' dog, fetty blues out in Tennessee (Right)
Every time you post your dead mans, gotta think of me
Right, bitch
He mad that I'm fuckin' on his bitch, I told him keep it P
Everybody know me from the West to the fuckin' East
Had a big-ass chopstick singin' like it's R&B (Brrt)
Yeah, I'm super hip

[Outro: Beno]
Yeah, I'm super hip