I Wanna Benz - YG, Nipsey Hussle, 50 Cent

I needed some rims bad and I knew just how to get them.

And I sure as hell wasn’t gonna pay for them.

All I had to do was to catch some fool slippin' and jack his ass

Nigga what the fuck you want from me?

Nigga, you know what the fuck I want nigga.

I want your motherfuckin' Dayton’s, and your motherfuckin' stereo,

and I’ll take a double burger with cheese

What?!

I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends

I need my money, that don’t ever end

I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands

I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

Bitch, I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends

I need my money, that don’t ever end

I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands

I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds

Bitch, I’m YG 400

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds

Bitch, I’m YG 400

I want a four door Benz that fit all my friends

So I could pull up on a bitch and tell her «bitch, get in»

Bitch, I want the crib, nobody know where I live

Cause that’s where I hide all my shit

Diamonds on my wrist, on my neck and other wrist

Got damn, look at this

Oh, she want a kid?

She wanna trip when I dip

Damn, bitch, let me live

I wanna be a baller, hit the mall, ring it all up

It’s ten G’s, ring it all up

Hit the strip club, we make a mess, she clean it all up

Black Chyna, clean it all up

I do it cause I can, African American

They never wanted us to have bands

Do you hear what I’m saying?

This was not in they plan

But now a young nigga got bands and…

I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends

I need my money, that don’t ever end

I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands

I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

Bitch, I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends

I need my money, that don’t ever end

I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands

I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds

Bitch, I’m in a 600

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds

Bitch, I’m in a 600

I want an all black Benz without no tints

So you can see the gold glow when the sun shine in

Put Pirellis on stocks, I don’t want no rims

Want a big stash spot to put this four-five in

I want all my niggas ballin' in the fast lane

Hundred some thick when we pull up to the valet (what?)

Park and hop out with the mad face

Cause niggas think shit turned down since the cash came

Oh, fuck that, heard shots then we bust back (bang)

Bullet proof everything, you can trust that

You done it like we done it, I suggest that (why?)

Cause would you rather be the victim or the suspect?

Oh, no, I came too forth

Changed my ways, no, I change my broad

Chase my change, never change my squad

And stack 'till I can change my car, cause…

I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends

I need my money, that don’t ever end

I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands

I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

Bitch, I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends

I need my money, that don’t ever end

I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands

I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds

Bitch, I’m YG 400

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds

(It's Fifty, bitch, I keep it one hundred)

We blew a hunna G’s on some bitches out in Vegas

It’s YG and Fifty, niggas know they can’t fade it

She get the seven digits, she could say she hit the jackpot

Accountants ain’t counting money coming out the crack spots

Come through in a motorcade, bitch, we shut your block down

Foreigns everywhere, you know a nigga on top now

We tipping bitches, stripping, bust it open for a real nigga

You thinking she won’t, I’m thinking hell yeah, she will figure

There’s gonna be a party right after the party

She may menage with somebody

Cause we got bitches with us that’s bringing more bitches, get it?

I bet you your bitch with it, she come through she gon' get it

This is nothing personal, now why would this be hurting you?

Bottles poppin', pussy poppin', mollies in the water

Crazy shit that we be doing with somebody’s daughter

Have me thinking, damn nigga, we be out of order

We turn up too loud, they call the law on us

I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends

I need my money, that don’t ever end

I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands

I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

Bitch, I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends

I need my money, that don’t ever end

I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands

I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds

Bitch, I’m YG 400

Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds

Bitch, I’m YG 400