[Intro: Benny the Butcher]
Ay yo first thing, It's about respect
Then it's about the money nigga
We deal with principles over here nigga
We the Black Sopranos nigga, Griselda
The Butcher comin, nigga!
[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
I feel like OJ ridin in a Bronco
With two dead bodies in the closet of the condo
Griselda Blanco, rest in peace Jimmy Wopo
This the return of Benny Blanco
Spaceship, can't tell if I hit any potholes
It's not enough soldiers, too many capos
I think it's not enough Rich's, too many Alpo's
Until I'm worth 9 figures like Gwyneth Paltrow
I'm callin hits with my mouth closed
The trap got a house code, all white bricks call it the South Pole
Rolex watches me and city both got em
I caught real cases but I never spoke about em
I had to sell bad dope, I had to cook garbage
But I still ate you gotta pay the butch homage
Feds came (huh) I stood silent
I'm a G she wanna fuck me once just to write a book about it
I walked in Versace but ain't buyin shit
We only exchange paper if she buy a brick
That's your hoe? I buy your bitch
Dropped her off with a quarter, a flat screen, and a fire stick
My shit bring hustlers out retirement
They hear me rhymin and somehow start to miss the environment
Black Sopranos, you hear the violin?
GXFR nigga and we riding til the tires bent
Ay yo first thing, It's about respect
Then it's about the money nigga
We deal with principles over here nigga
We the Black Sopranos nigga, Griselda
The Butcher comin, nigga!
[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
I feel like OJ ridin in a Bronco
With two dead bodies in the closet of the condo
Griselda Blanco, rest in peace Jimmy Wopo
This the return of Benny Blanco
Spaceship, can't tell if I hit any potholes
It's not enough soldiers, too many capos
I think it's not enough Rich's, too many Alpo's
Until I'm worth 9 figures like Gwyneth Paltrow
I'm callin hits with my mouth closed
The trap got a house code, all white bricks call it the South Pole
Rolex watches me and city both got em
I caught real cases but I never spoke about em
I had to sell bad dope, I had to cook garbage
But I still ate you gotta pay the butch homage
Feds came (huh) I stood silent
I'm a G she wanna fuck me once just to write a book about it
I walked in Versace but ain't buyin shit
We only exchange paper if she buy a brick
That's your hoe? I buy your bitch
Dropped her off with a quarter, a flat screen, and a fire stick
My shit bring hustlers out retirement
They hear me rhymin and somehow start to miss the environment
Black Sopranos, you hear the violin?
GXFR nigga and we riding til the tires bent
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