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Uh, yo, man, roll some more of
That Butcher Breath up, nigga
Let's get high check the stats, nigga, we up
Just when they thought it was over
This shit done got even bigger
Fuck it, nigga, bigger BSF, nigga
That's what you call us from now on yeah
My ex bitch mad 'cause her
New nigga plug from me
She thought I wouldn't make it
But now look what it does for me
I see you niggas hatin'
But ain't gettin' no buzz from me
Used to have the floor
Then I took the Henri rugs for me
One-fifty in a 'Ghini
Shook the gamе like a martini
Bitch, it's Black Soprano Family
Cajun shrimp and fettuccini
Wake my bitch up to bеllinis, it's November
But bikinis it's a hundred K to talk to me
A half a man to be me
Mona Scott-Young, I could put you on TV
Give my lil' man some Yeezys
He said, "Big bruh, this a freebie"
I be in the hood every day
Because they need me
I'm just tryna show my dedication too
Just like I'm Weezy
Waitin' on that pat on my back
Like I'm wheezin'
It's cool, 'cause I know God blessed me
Just like I'm sneezin'
I'm polished and I'm seasoned
Beanie Siegel durin' The Reason
Even bigger BSF, bitch
Don't get caught committin' treason
Motherfucker, huh
Hands on, nigga, you don't wanna try me
East side of the trick is where I be
With a big four-nick on side me
Do you, ICU on a IV
On the block where I grew, it was grimy
Seen my own day-one try to slime me
Put my whole left hand in diamonds
Bustdown Rollie, perfect timin'
Stay down, you know we grindin'
More time, they know I'm ridin'
That pump'll start a riot
Chopper spittin', rapid fire
He say he gang, he lyin'
You say my name, you dyin'