Omerta - Benny Boy Lyrics

Benny boy, what's up, bitch
You really wanna taste this dick
When you two swapping spit
You're gonna be licking my nut off her lips
Benny boy, hear that shit
Your sis and I just made a flick
Tied her down by the wrists
She is my slave, and I'm swinging the whip
Benny boy, want some more
Come pick your teeth up off the floor
Can't escape, can't ignore
Can't run away from me, I'm at your door
Benny boy, you been warned
Don't make me send you to the Lord
F*cked you up, bruised and sore
Just like the pussy you begging to score

You wanna be Lestat, but all you do is dress in drag
The hairs up on your neck stand when you staring down my gat
You're a pasty, cracker, sister-f*cker, that's a f*cking fact
A cuck like you would love to watch me hit her from the back

Sup, bitch
Not very much on you has been said
So tell me how you f*cking bitches that still wetting the bed
Get this, I'll put the f*cking glock to your head
Unload a couple thousand rounds until your bitch ass is dead

Look at me now
Bitch

What up, Benny boy
I said
What up, Benny boy
Kill yourself