I ain't folding like the benz blew out her back is a popular english song, Which was officially written by BigWalkDog and also BigWalkDog gave vocals to this song.
I Ain't Folding Like The Benz Blew Out Her Back Lyrics
I love you, KXVI
BigWalkDog, uh, uh (It's the Kronic on keyboard)
I ain't foldin'
Like the Benz blew out her back, she been nowhere
Told the bitch, "Beat daddy back," and she know it
Hope a nigga pull out them racks and just show it
Send a nigga up like a kite, let him blow it
I'm the one that was steppin' in this bitch makin' noise
I'm the young nigga hot, make a motherfuckin' board
You can fold in the road, nigga stay up on the porch
He can do what he want, but this shit don't work
Big booty bitch, told the bitch, "Make it twerk"
Stand up in the pussy, I'm a vet, make her squirt
VVS stones in my mouth, all work
They didn't know I had did it 'til I did it at first
I ain't never had shit, watch me get it out the dirt
Ice in the Cuban link, diamond blue like Smurf
Hit his ass with the fire, he gettin' moved by a hearse
You act a fool for our clout, you get the news in a shirt
Ice too precise, all night, clockwork
'Fore a nigga get my chain, he gon' have to die first
I'ma stand up in the chest, it's all love like Durk
Fell in love with the commas, all green like turf
When I came out the room, I was goated at first
With that Off-White shirt, paint made, Gabanna purple
Act a fool up in Saks, with the racks, she a [?]
I ain't worried 'bout shit with the stick, I'ma murk 'em
He was comin' through the hood, shoot the stick through the curtain
Prayed for a come-up, got stuck with a burden
Ran off on the plug with a pound, I was [?]
Got this shit up out the mud like a bug, now I'm dirty
Pocket watchin' ass niggas tryna keep it, now they hurtin'
Bought a bag with a bag, might buy a bitch a Birkin
I'm a player, make her mad, she can't change, I ain't servin'
And everybody wanna eat, but everybody ain't workin'
Everybody wanna beef, but everybody can't murder
I'ma fuck the game up every time 'cause it's [?]
Slow feet don't eat, compared to me, you a turtle
And I'm still drippin' sauce like a goddamn burger
"They ain't fuckin' with you, Walk"
Yeah, I know, but they ain't heard me
She'll suck a nigga dry, damn, the lil' ho thirsty
That bitch blowin' up the phone, damn, the lil' ho worsen
Yeah, I'll be a boss before a worker
I'll take another loss 'fore I give free verses
Yeah, we can tap in with the money in person
I can do it with the rappers, keep it street, keep it dirty
VPN with the plug, know I'm still networkin'
Big icy ass chain, got a nigga neck hurtin'
If a nigga get to reachin', put his ass on a [?]
I'm a shiesty ass nigga, get a bowl for twenty-five
Turn it right back around and sell that bitch for a thirty
I ain't foldin'
Like the Benz blew out her back, she been nowhere
Told the bitch, "Beat daddy back," and she know it
Hope a nigga pull out them racks and just show it
Send a nigga up like a kite, let him blow it
I'm the one that was steppin' in this bitch makin' noise
I'm the young nigga hot, make a motherfuckin' board
You can fold in the road, nigga stay up on the porch
He can do what he want, but this shit don't work
Big booty bitch, told the bitch, "Make it twerk"
Stand up in the pussy, I'm a vet, make her squirt
VVS stones in my mouth, all work
They didn't know I had did it 'til I did it at first
I ain't never had shit, watch me get it out the dirt
Ice in the Cuban link, diamond blue like Smurf
Hit his ass with the fire, he gettin' moved by a hearse
You act a fool for our clout, you get the news in a shirt
You act a fool for our clout, you get moved by a hearse
Put your face on a tee, see you soon on a shirt
I've been rappin' like this, need a room just to work
I ain't never ran from a nigga walkin' on this Earth
Went to the same store, nigga tried it at first
Second time in the A, shot a movie right there
In with all my ice on, fuck nigga, I don't care
'Cause this choppa gon' sing if you dare touch a hair
Yeah, better off fuckin' with a bear
All these guns got a drum, bitch sound like a snare
Out of sight, out of mind, we gon' get you out of there
Any shootin', car ratchet, let a hundred, all 'em pair
Nigga, I don't give a fuck, I'ma send you in the air
Gave you niggas plenty time, I was tryna be fair
Tryna watch what I do, I'ma make you lose your hair
I'm the one makin' moves, breakin' rules everywhere
Uh, plug pick a route up on the mail
Tell him, "Meet me on feet, bring a heat to the trail"
When I'm ridin' through the city, keep a heat on my lap
Never know who hatin', tryna get you out of there
Got the devil on my back, Palm Angel what I wear
Every time I say, "Cheese," diamonds bling with a glare
I ain't tryna be normal, bitch, I'm already rare
Say I'm headed to the top, bitch, I'm already there
Bubble coat different, 'cause this bitch Moncler
I'ma eat up at the table, better pull up a chair
'Til everybody get full, can't none of us share
You don't fuck with the gang? Don't none of us care
If you go against the grain, can't none of us spare
Rob who? Take what? Pussy nigga, I dare you
A fuck nigga go get his head stomped
I thought a pussy ho, broke nigga said somethin', hey
Ayy (BigWalkDog)
Hey
Gang shit, no lame shit, watch who you hang with, these niggas dangerous
(BigWalkDog)
Yeah, hey
Hey, hey
I ain't foldin'