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[Benny the Butcher]
Ah
The Butcher comin´, nigga
You know, niggas be talkin´ like this shit overnight

I spent ´bout two thousand nights in the cells
So I´m like, which night y´all niggas talkin´ about?
Griselda
Uh
Hit-Boy

[Benny the Butcher]
Congratulate me now, all this paper gon´ change me how?
Fly nigga, all these diamond chains just weigh me down
A broke nigga not my lady´s style
She quit work to fuck me, count up and try this Mercedes ´round
No emotions, I mastered pain with what we smokin´
Raw made hustlers on my block stars like Billy Ocean

Dope money, if the alphabet boys knew what we grossin´
I´d have a bedroom in Folsom, but I´m off shorе, toastin´
Besides rap, we got you rеspectin´ the business
I left the dope game with stripes, y´all left with opinions
We washed the money clean, the only thing left is forgiveness
But how could I? Can´t shit fix the death of a sibling
Loadin´ up my straps again, them folks done plugged the wall against my back again
War paint on me like them Africans
They wanna know my net worth, they guessin´ is I´m stackin´ it
Add a few more zeroes or those numbers is inaccurate

Griselda, nigga

[Westside Gunn & Conway the Machine]
Ayo, million dollar deals at the cocaine spot, nigga
At the cocaine spot, nigga (Ah, yeah)
I pray every day I´ma hit me an opp, nigga (Aight, I gotta go, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I´ma hit me an opp, nigga (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Hundred round drums, feel like the shit don´t stop, nigga (Brr)
Feel like the shit don´t stop, nigga (Brr)
This for my niggas takin´ showers in flip flops, nigga (Gotta light one up, ah)
Takin´ showers in flip flops, nigga

[Conway the Machine]

Uh, I seen street niggas speakin´ blasphemy (Huh)
Like before rap, I wasn´t movin´ units out the trunk, bitch, I´m Master P (Ha)
Left wrist rockin´ the masterpiece
Cuban bracelet weighin´ a half a ki´, niggas got some audacity (Talk to ´em, hahaha)
You niggas don´t even equal to half of me
I earned my spot with hard work, nothing was passed to me (I was grindin´, nigga)
But, actually, situations was bad for me
Before this shit you see as a triumph, was almost tragedy (I swear)
I´m at the Roc Nation party smellin´ like chronic smoke (Hah)
HOV said, "You that boy", I get acknowledged by the GOAT (What up, HOV?)
Woo, even shook the hand of Beyoncé
That story brought tears to the eye of my fiancée

But I don´t know if it´s because my shorty such a fan
Or did she realize in that moment, I´m the motherfuckin´ man (Talk to ´em)
I´m just rich, you see the Richard on the dresser (Talk to ´em, hah)
The flow is just different, I´m just better (Ooh)
Only time I felt pressure when the doctor said
I´d be paralyzed neck down even after all his efforts (Hah)
That bullet tore my neck up and now my neck got VS´d up
I could still hit the connect up, I told you niggas I´m next up (I´m next)
Yeah, I drop the bag, I´m used to doin´ business (Cap, hah)
Gave the shooter an extra ten, that´s for future business (Big)

Bodies drop, I can´t get too specific (Hah)
I sell the shit raw, I don´t step on the crack like I´m superstitious (Hahahaha, ah)
[Westside Gunn]
Ayo, million dollar deals at the cocaine spot, nigga
At the cocaine spot, nigga (Ah)
I pray every day I´ma hit me an opp, nigga (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I´ma hit me an opp, nigga (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Hundred round drums, feel like the shit don´t stop, nigga (Brr)
Feel like the shit don´t stop, nigga (Brr)
This for my niggas takin´ showers in flip flops, nigga (Ah)
Takin´ showers in flip flops, nigga

Ayo, so what you in here doin´, man?
You finished that beat I asked you to fix, man?
What the fuck is that? What you doin´?
Yo, yo, knock first before you come in my room ???
Nigga, it´s my room too, nigga
I´ma get to it
I-I´m working on this Benny the Butcher beat
Who?
I´m tryna make the album
You know, Benny the Butcher
Who, nigga?
From Griselda, you know what I´m sayin´?
Benny the Butcher?
Yeah, word
Griselda?
Yeah, they hot, they hot
Kind a fuckin´ name is Griselda? Man, what they-

Yo, come on, don´t hate, don´t hate
Shit sound like they named the shit after one of they babysitters, Griselda Jimenez
Like I get reppin´ for the Latin community
But Griselda sound like a Mariachi band or something, you know what I mean?
Son, you gotta get with the times, yo
These niggas is flaming the streets right now
I don´t give a fuck
Benny the Butcher? Nigga
Yeah, yeah
And he´s a rapper?
Yeah
Like he-he-he spits
Nigga, he gets with the best of ´em
That shit sound like a wrestler name
Like WWE SmackDown, like
You know, "Ladies and gentlemen, Benny the Butcher"

You know what I´m sayin´, it´s just, what the fuck is happenin´ here?
Like I don´t even understand what´s happening, man
I´m just sayin´, son, I´m tryna get some money
Yeah but I´m sayin´, like what´s-what´s-what´s up with niggas naming a group
If he Benny the Butcher, what you got?
Meat Cleaver and fuckin´ who else?
Like, Lamb Chop, nigga, like what the fuck are we doin´ here like?
You gotta chill man, you always hatin´
I-I-I´m just saying this-this-this some new streets, man
I don´t know, this, this, this some new streets
You a hater