94 Bentley (Explicit) - SAINt JHN

Composed by：Carlos St. John/Lee Stashenko

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Brrt

Burn it down burn it down speeding down ready

Heaven don't let me down coming down heavy

Brooklyn n***a riding low in the Chevy

Make this '94 feel like a Bentley

F**ked up turnt up piped up gripped up

Turnt up tryna kill the pain with my sick cup

F**ked up turnt up piped up gripped up

Whole block whole gang praying I deliver

F**ked up turnt up piped up gripped up

Turnt up tryna kill the pain in my sick cup

F**ked up turnt up piped up gripped up

Whole block whole gang praying I deliver

Oh oh

Uncle Munsen in the corner playing dominoes

He a genius trappers never make the honor roll

Oh but to me you're the one though

Screaming Rastafari 'til I die selling c*****e gumbo

I'm just good at playing dumb

Young chameleon seen the Rover with the paper tags

Spending paper racing tryna get his childhood back

It's cool he's back on road

Burn it down burn it down speeding down ready

Heaven don't let me down coming down heavy

Brooklyn n***a riding low in the Chevy

Make this '94 feel like a Bentley

F**ked up turnt up piped up gripped up

Turnt up tryna kill the pain with my sick cup

F**ked up turnt up piped up gripped up

Whole block whole gang praying I deliver

F**ked up turnt up piped up gripped up

Turnt up tryna kill the pain in my sick cup

F**ked up turnt up piped up gripped up

Whole block whole gang praying I deliver

Now they would never stop even if I fall

If I ever die it's nobody's fault

Just don't let me down just don't break my heart

In my '94 Bentley I'm a f**king star