Uh-huh, wah, mic check, one, two Just know if you play with me, playin' with the whole east side of Buffalo, nigga Uh-huh, uh-huh, okay
[Verse 1:Benny the Butcher]
Money fallin' out my jacket Yeah, it's more money fallin' out the mattress
Rappers kissin' ass, 'cuz they know what's about to happen
My new bitch could suck a drop of water out a cactus
Yeah, bought my bitch a bag, I couldn't tell her no
And a whip, West still think I'm sellin' dope
Uh-uh, I was like, I'm chillin', boss, I'm behavin'
But any day, I can flood it like I'm Ronald Reagan
Uh, for 28 grams, I got 11.50
My man sold a hundred birds and bought a 760
I'm goin' back up if they ever tempt me
Shit, they better clip me
They dyin' if they turn their hand against me
I shot the cannon, but I left the footage
You know I'm extra crooked
Paid a hundred for a box of F&N bullets
Uh-huh, I'm havin' breakfast, gettin' cane off
I cut a brick in half with a Texas chainsaw
[Verse 2:Milano Constantine]
Yeah, my flow soft ever since got me in the better villas
Wine cellars with the chiller Mark Cuban, cigar lit up
We goin' extra in it, shit as real as it gets B-Boy, proper stance, Aquanautica van
Conspired in the pasta, fast that's the sonic talk and jazz
Shit like I'm Bob James High-octane in the skybox
Watchin' a game thousand-dollar frames, Eisenhower safe Combination to success, I be stylin' out the gates
In the state, I'm not a five-wide body when I race
Spanish connect, name on Maury Got the Saudi on deck
I be on some shit African gold from Angola on my wrist
Han solo when I pin Jabba the Hutt
Pockets long, fuck how John the Conqueror Mulan the South
It used to take my father more than an hour to bottle up
A different claw, I've been cut
Hustlin' shit that's in my blood In my blood
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