[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
I'm what the hustle made, look at me
The judge threw the book at me
Now I charge a quarter joint for a booking fee
And I could fit three, four bricks inside a Cobalt
Then step on them in them Dior shits without the logo
Y'all niggas need help quick, Imma fuck somebody else bitch
The fuck you gonna tell a nigga that made hisself rich?
Tool to your helmet, that's how niggas get dealt with
We wait outside your funeral to get somebody else clipped
You gotta really play the rock like this, you not like this
My big dog told me, "grab thе fork and spin a pot like this"
I snatched a Pyrex by thе handle and then I locked my wrist
And I'll let you have the rest of them if you knock my bitch
Yeah, I let her stay the night, but she not my bitch
I fly your baby mama out and let her top my bitch
Only paper gon' stop my itch
I really did it, they need a clinic for all the haters I got sick
Niggas 'round you gon' feel like you don't deserve this shit
You stay strapped 'cause envy could get murderous
Before rap, we was strong in the hood
I play for keeps though 'cause great lasts longer than good
The Butcher coming, nigga
[Interlude: Benny the Butcher]
The fuck niggas talkin' about?
You know the Butcher coming
Argh
Doot doot doot
Big BSF, Griselda shit
I'm what the hustle made, look at me
The judge threw the book at me
Now I charge a quarter joint for a booking fee
And I could fit three, four bricks inside a Cobalt
Then step on them in them Dior shits without the logo
Y'all niggas need help quick, Imma fuck somebody else bitch
The fuck you gonna tell a nigga that made hisself rich?
Tool to your helmet, that's how niggas get dealt with
We wait outside your funeral to get somebody else clipped
You gotta really play the rock like this, you not like this
My big dog told me, "grab thе fork and spin a pot like this"
I snatched a Pyrex by thе handle and then I locked my wrist
And I'll let you have the rest of them if you knock my bitch
Yeah, I let her stay the night, but she not my bitch
I fly your baby mama out and let her top my bitch
Only paper gon' stop my itch
I really did it, they need a clinic for all the haters I got sick
Niggas 'round you gon' feel like you don't deserve this shit
You stay strapped 'cause envy could get murderous
Before rap, we was strong in the hood
I play for keeps though 'cause great lasts longer than good
The Butcher coming, nigga
[Interlude: Benny the Butcher]
The fuck niggas talkin' about?
You know the Butcher coming
Argh
Doot doot doot
Big BSF, Griselda shit
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!