To The Grave Nems (Ft. Benny the Butcher)

[Intro: Nems and Benny the Butcher]
You don't even know what you just did
Uh
Gorilla
Brrrt
Bow!
Ayo Nems what up?
My nigga
East side of Buffalo to Coney Island
C-I
Griselda
Fuck Your Lyfer gang nigga, we out here
Butcher comin' nigga
Yo listen, go get your pops. Go get your uncle, your hardback cousin, whoever nigga. We out here, go get 'em

[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
I ain't fuck wit' rat niggas since Big put out Life
And I won't scrap wit' ya, the Sig put out lights
I re-rock then the coppers pull out pipes
I'm the last legend left since the doctors took out Mike
You fuck wit' me and Nems that's a safe hazard
I put gorillas on your back like a Bape jackеt
All my neighbors had base habits
I played thе trap with a plate, a .38, and a straight jacket
Hundred in the stash box, you know what I'm here for
Chainsaws and HGH, Butcher on steroids
You ain't tryna clear at least a million, what you here for?
Dirty money falling out the ceiling on the headboard
Turn my trap phone on, soon as I hit the town
What they re'ing up with I'm spending at Mr. Chao's
Rest in piece to my brother, my mother she miss her child
I wish death to them niggas that hit him and blicked him down
I rode around with dirty scales, lord knows I'm reckless
I went up top and made your bitch get a phone connected
The shit I did in the streets written in stone forever
My young niggas stacking bodies like a bone collector