Lyrics
Told 'yall niggas quit playin' with us
The Butcher comin', nigga
Fuck y'all niggas talkin' 'bout?
Y'all know who really run this rap shit
Ayo, Daringer, you crazy for this shit, nigga
This that Stabbed & Shot 2
It's not even a question, nigga
38, what up?
Ain't even nothin' to talk about, nigga
You know niggas can't take it when we on it like this
Yo, I sat bitten, my sentence long, name written on prison walls (ooh)
My bitch took off, my team held it down and my chips was gone (I was broke)
My mental off, I feel like a nigga gon' kill a guard (damn)
These villain bars, nigga, I'm GZA from Liquid Swords and a vet
New York plates that sit on my bitch's lawn, my connect
Like Allstate, you can leave with the brick insured
Fuck that bougie shit (fuck all that)
We gettin' ours if the kitchen's small (fuck all that)
With a blick, of course, a high plate of pot and an extension cord
Before Stabbed & Shot 1, I had a cocaine flow (I had a cocaine flow)
My cannon talk like Shannon Sharpe on a post-game show (brrt)
I get a block, make a twin, get a spot, and break it in
I'm up enough to have my block doing 20K a day again, huh (nigga)
Niggas won't snatch the crown, nah, I'm back around (nah)
All these rappers I slapped around like Floyd versus Pacquiao
Who you know roll with shooters and flew with a pack of loud?
My neck cooler so my bitch a cougar like Jackie Brown, huh (like Jackie Brown)
Black Sopranos, we a loyal gang (family)
I brought a horde of cain back in the Camry
Then got the oil changed
If they stop you, give my lawyer name (give my lawyer name)
Do your boy this favor, you can make triple what your employer pay ya (woo)
I heard 'em speaking
And knew they was birds and leeches (knew y'all niggas was lame)
Soon as it turn to beef and these pussies gon' turn to vegan (ah)
First rule, burn something, you never return the heater
Give that strap back and have nigga singing like Shirley Caesar
Let's go, ah
Huh, ayo, living the rap life
Ain't where I got my cash right from
I live the fast life, I ain't have a past like them
I learned if you don't chase bitches then the cash might come
My bag heavy, yours lighter than my half-white son
Huh, you ain't have your stacks right, you act tight dumb
A charity case, you're nothing but a tax-write bum
Got me wondering where you get your advice from
You're 'round them bitches so much that you act like one
Huh, huh, my Spanish hoes call me Papito
We was the ones up top that knocked COs, in the county
We made gumbo from hot Cheetos
Humble, I came home and got kilos
Y'all bums asked for help and got free clothes
Then turned to alcoholics and got egos
So run in my house with your friends like Casamigos
And I give y'all all shots for cheap, but it's not Tito's
Life is real, you might come up and you might get killed (you might get killed)
I'm with my folk, old heads always with the smoke, Cypress Hill (smoke)
30 in a box was tightly sealed, they heard you like to steal
A few connects done threw some checks on you
You caught a Nike deal (you caught a Nike deal)
Your favorite rapper fake
And they gon' press him just like the pills (like the pills)
He takes but won't escape his fate
No matter how high he feels (no matter how high he feels)
Got some friends in Hell
But it feels like they right beside me still (right beside me still)
Got friends in jail for bodies
And friends with bodies who not in jail
Sad story (sad story), if you ain't live your shit, it's mad corny (mad corny)
Miz had one brick left and he broke it in half for me (free Miz)
It's back on me, wolves is outside, the pack's hungry (let's go)
Glass up between my driver's seats like cab companies (cab companies)
Player hit the pen 110, came back husky, crack custody
Always ask front me, I'll be back, trust me (trust me)
The money's all good 'til it's bad, then that's ugly (yeah, ugly)
Walking past undies, I dab junkies (what up?)
yeah, my trap loves me (trap loves me)
You sat comfy as we starved and suffered (uh-huh)
Someone was knocking hard as fuck
I flushed the almond butter, call the plumber (call the plumber)
Stay up and up with all your plugs
You always got each other (you always got each other)
Got love for grams like my father's mother (OT)