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Track: 94 Bentley
Artist: SAINt JHN
Album: Ghetto Lenny's Love Songs

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Name: SAINt JHN
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Saint Jhn (stylized as SAINt JHN) born August 26th, 1986 in Brooklyn, New York, is an American rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer. Also known as Ghetto Lenny, he is a founding member of the Gødd Complexx music collective.

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Release: SAINt JHN - Ghetto Lenny’s Love Songs
Year: 2020
Genres: Hip Hop
Styles: Trap, Contemporary R&B

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Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Brrt
Burn it down, burn it down, speedin' down ready
Heaven don't let me down, comin' down heavy
Brooklyn nigga, ridin' low in the Chevy
Make this '94 feel like a Bentley

Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
Turnt up, tryna kill the pain with my sick cup
Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
Whole block, whole gang prayin', I deliver
Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
Turnt up, tryna kill the pain in my sick cup
Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
Whole block, whole gang prayin', I deliver
(Oh-oh)

Uncle Munsen in the corner playin' dominoes
He a genius, trappers never make the honor roll
Oh, but to me you're the one though
Screamin' Rastafari 'til I die, sellin' cocaine gumbo
I'm just good at playin' dumb
Young chameleon seen the Rover with the paper tags
Spendin' paper racin', tryna get his childhood back
It's cool, he's back on road

Burn it down, burn it down, speedin' down ready
Heaven don't let me down, comin' down heavy
Brooklyn nigga, ridin' low in the Chevy
Make this '94 feel like a Bentley

Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
Turnt up, tryna kill the pain with my sick cup
Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
Whole block, whole gang prayin', I deliver
Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
Turnt up, tryna kill the pain in my sick cup
Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
Whole block, whole gang prayin', 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 fucking star