[Intro: Benny The Butcher]
(Griselda) Yeah
Jansport J
Y'all don't ask me no questions, just listen to this shit
Uh (Hit-Boy)
[Verse 1: Benny The Butcher]
She catch a one-way flight to kick it wherever I'm at
So if she want to stay, then the bitch'll never come back
You wanna know how a chip feel? I've been there once
This year three, in the beginnin' of a ten-year run
And as predicted, my persistence got my name on all the lists
Had a brick before a rack, like that dope boy from Memphis
I survived all them death threats and three felony convictions
Plug found out my whole team was hot, he kept his distance
What's a stage with no mic and no voice of a poet?
What's more important, the flower or the soil that grow it?
Yeah, it's cool, but one rule, don't get caught in the moment
Or it's back to swingin' ratchets and warmin' up water
Starvin' made me thin, it ain't no mercy in this game we in
Odds stacked against us, had to play to win
I got a broad, I never saw her before 1 AM
I'm out west in Crazy Girls, cleanin' out the ATM, let's go
[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Phone so burnt, I need my pager back
Trips with that work, my baby made it back
I fuck with them hoes, I know she hated that
You gon' cry in that Toyota or this Maybach?
(Griselda) Yeah
Jansport J
Y'all don't ask me no questions, just listen to this shit
Uh (Hit-Boy)
[Verse 1: Benny The Butcher]
She catch a one-way flight to kick it wherever I'm at
So if she want to stay, then the bitch'll never come back
You wanna know how a chip feel? I've been there once
This year three, in the beginnin' of a ten-year run
And as predicted, my persistence got my name on all the lists
Had a brick before a rack, like that dope boy from Memphis
I survived all them death threats and three felony convictions
Plug found out my whole team was hot, he kept his distance
What's a stage with no mic and no voice of a poet?
What's more important, the flower or the soil that grow it?
Yeah, it's cool, but one rule, don't get caught in the moment
Or it's back to swingin' ratchets and warmin' up water
Starvin' made me thin, it ain't no mercy in this game we in
Odds stacked against us, had to play to win
I got a broad, I never saw her before 1 AM
I'm out west in Crazy Girls, cleanin' out the ATM, let's go
[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Phone so burnt, I need my pager back
Trips with that work, my baby made it back
I fuck with them hoes, I know she hated that
You gon' cry in that Toyota or this Maybach?
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