[Verse 1: SEGA]

I know you love it, see the foreign fashion, when I talk she blushes

She on some thing is, she said she love me but my broski fuck it

Free my cousin, yea that nigga drumming, ain’t talking percussion

My plug is Russian, when I dap him up, it looking like we tutting

SEGA, Benjy Mane, that’s lethal weapon like our backs is touching

Secret slime Lakers, nose is runny and get my broski something

If she say no, then no touching, not even discussion

If my broski jumping off a cliff you know I’m fucking jumpin'

[Verse 2: Benjy Mane]

In the Koenigsegg

Do the dash, it got the motor fleekin'

And we rep the set

Sеcret sound but our sound ain’t a secret

And your hoе is beggin'

Can’t trust her in our city for the weekend

Shades up on my head

In the club but ain’t nobody sleepin'

And my hitter’s dread

Look you in your eye but he ain’t speakin'

Take no disrespect

Get too close, you'll get that nigga tweakin'

Do not get me vex

Me and SEGA move like we two demons

But I’m heaven sent

Angel of death, it move around me frequent

[Verse 3: SEGA]

SEGA, Benjy, seeing both sides like Chanel

All my opps I wish them well

If I freak her she gon' tell, what the hell

All these hoes be bonding after I be fucking 'em and chucking 'em

.45 have looking like you krumpin', son I’m troublesome

Me and broski living by a code, it’s in cement, if you ain’t moving right yo ass is getting left

Had to cut off some ties with people 'cause they moving dess

There’s no hi, no bye, no broski, no homie, it’s just say less

[Verse 4: Benjy Mane]

Let’s advance the plot

Had to reload on the go

Had to finesse the guap

Wake up and fill the bowl

Your hoe loosen up in the club

Got her in the eye of a cyclone

We get them bigger knots

Your shit look week, it will let go

We do not miss the mark

Better hold tight to your soul

Lethal, we levelled up

But this ain’t even final form

Disrespectful, don’t give a fuck

'Cause we got here on our own

Ain’t nobody did shit for us

Success is a lonely road

[Verse 5: SEGA]

SEGA, Benjy, that’s a fusion but no Gotenks, smoking potent, uh

I can’t do commotion with a funny man, no Conan, nah

Make her fall in love with a text but I’ll be trolling her

SEGA, Benjy, got her doing tricks while you be phoning her

Who the best? You know it’s us

Got a yg who do you for a belt, you better know what’s up

Every since I got this money I been fucking going dumb

'Member I ain’t have shit, now I do and you showing up

I can’t fucking show no love