[Tsu Surf:] I'm payin' lawyers, never bought a Wraith I'm burnin' cookies for this morning bake I filled that sneaker box, I bought a safe I felt them bullets on my daughter face I coulda died so I ordered steak I was gettin' head, thinkin' damn I could be dead A .40 and a foreign, least two bitches in my bed That casket gotta come, I only fear the feds Them conversations recorded, please be careful what you said Just be making sure that baby straight Friends with them dope fiends Cuz got a pill problem, chasin' Perks with codeine His family ain't answerin' jail calls, let that phone ring Quarter mil was overkill, I hit him with that whole thing Know I gotta go, it's a question where they send me She say she never did this but that Fendi make her friendly Hit the kitchen with that Whitney, get to butchin' like I'm Benny I whip it the hard way, won't short me for a penny I show you what this pain like, Xan pill, plane flight That bitch playin' bourgie, she be fuckin' you the same night Heard he mighta told, I can't see him in the same light We ain't have no VVS's officer these chains tight Go and get a bust-down, double up your plate Anytime that you ain't ate go and rub it in they face Consignment come from Buffalo, the plug send the bill He ain't got no bodies, can't trust him on that drill
[Benny the Butcher:] I count the money, let the bitches choose And make kitchen moves 'Cause being broke at 30 make you miserable You got them stacks I bring a chicken through The way I whip it had captains and lieutenants in my living room I'm established out in Liverpool Countin' racks up while my accountant do my taxes in a different room They puttin' status over principles They ain't stackin', half these little dudes Just braggin' in their interviews Streets tellin' me y'all got it, had my feet on collars Since my plug gave me narcotics If you tryna match 'em up, send me y'all hottest The work come y'all negotiatin', we all cop it Shit cool 'til your clique get robbed, a clip get tossed Kill everything, get Chris Benoit'd While y'all buy whips for broads, I bought clips for squads Bodies drop then we lit cigars The Butcher! Let's go!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
