Got some shit
Sometimes shit just gotta happen like this
Big Griselda
Y'all niggas got me fucked up
Big BSF nigga
Yo
Unh
I trusted niggas I shouldn't
And fucked the bitches y'all couldn't
Face on the bulletin board when they walk me in central booking
A million dollars later they wanna know how it's looking
Cause judges want me inside for the strings that I'm still pulling
(Yeah)
I hold my daughter
Drinking holy water
Don't nothing go before her
Her choosing a dope boy is my only horror
So I bought new whips and rollies for her
I looked her in the face
And told her being great is all she owe me for it
Look what I did
Got paid off the way I live
I just say the butcher comin' and niggas know who it is
Turned a team to a brand to 7 figures a year
It's 8 seats in a leer it only took me 3 years
Raw stamping
With 60 large in a dodge magnum
Talking bout getting richer at dinner in Ross mansion
I pull up in person at night with that 4 fanning (4 fanning)
Cause sometimes you gotta let a boss handle it
Let's go
Ahh
It's heavy
I feel you butch
Let me talk to these niggas real quick
Yo
Yo
I pull my pen out
Once we shake hands in advance
Pull the hen out
We going demon time on your mans
I get a cold stare
This that time the beast met the butcher
Heat the pots for the cook up
Cold winter niggas shook up
Small fish begging for the hook up
They gets no bait
High price by the way they look up
All hearts no ace
I got 7xve for the genius's that move like machines
On the westside with my gunn
Cause I know these niggas scheme
It was all about the cream
Wu-Tang
Nothing but loose change
Pennies in my pockets tryna get your girl puntang
Game sub zero she gon' kick like she lui-kang
Everything is gas over here we smoke that butane
I don't preciate niggas who always rock slow
Always been your favorite pick it's like you combing out the fro
Shit you kicking never different me I always stub a toe
Never selling out the venue niggas always just fasho and I'm ghost