Bone and the Butcher ft. Benny the Butcher Lyrics

Big BSF, huh

I made this shit look good, this shit really ugly though

They gonna say the money changed me

I'ma say the haters did it, I watched them suckers bend the rules, but what I do

Forgave them niggas, making movies, I played the villain, shaking moving, making millions

Money calling, my line beeping, I had to tell them to wait a minute, uh

Beef steaks from table scraps, I don't lie when making raps

Enough dough saved up that, I can pay the label back

Overseas touring, I'm staying at a Paris hilton

Then a few weeks later, a nigga ran into Paris hillon

I made cocaine, aroma smoke, we never got diplomas though

The president who is making drugs legal, that's who I'm voting for

You know BSF the stint nigga, these killers uncontrollable

The hip hop police want my mug shot for these quotables

S-class, the new one, the model

Pillows in the back and the rug so soft, can't wear your shoes when we riding

I'm used to beef, all they threw is some hollows

Keep playing, we got hand grenades shaped like Don Julio bottles

BSF hoodie got me feeling like the fucking goat

Go and step to me, snatch that chain around your fucking throat

Puffing smoke, I don't want that sour, this that fucking soap

What you know, package up the product, pray we make it home

Rental car be smelling like exotic, while we blazing cones

Changing phones, conversations clicking, so I made it known

Changing tones, pussy asking questions, I just can't condone

Family could be grieving or bleeding from that mistake alone

Pussy ride my way, I've seen him multiple times

And every time I see his face, he looks like somebody died

No, I don't know what else to think, except for fucking despise

Cause everything he said he'd do was just a motherfucking lie

Man, be careful making decisions, your family doesn't get to live with

I told you ain't realistic to think I won't catch you slipping

That spinless shit gets me livid, don't say this shit lets you meant it

Hesitation gon' get you missing, no crime if they don't find the victim

Got your folks on their knees, they pray to God that it stop

I kiss your ma on the forehead and say I'm not on the clock

And I ain't hearing shit you say, until you sign on the dot

And that's a debt you have to pay, when you're aligned with the ops

Man, I'm really just hardwired to probably hogtie you

Then wrap you in barbed wire, then hit you with torch fire

Until I'm assured by you that all of them words by you

Were purely because you're jealous and bitter, I burn brighter

If a situation's toxic, I'll grab the rocket and cock it

And have these motherfuckers popping and locking, just trying to block it

Ain't worried, not a bit, yous a phony and a snitch

Think you know me, think you slick, I'm about to show you how it gets

When motherfuckers start to owe you and don't know you bout to switch

Into a role where I don't know if I'll control this fucking itch

To just explode inside your home and make it known in front your kids

That their daddy bout to fly into the sky like Mac and Nip

BSF hoodie got me feeling like the fucking GOAT

Go and step to me, snatch that chain around your fucking throat

Puffing smoke, I don't want that sour, this that fucking soap

What you know, package up the product, pray we make it home

Rental car be smelling like exotic, while we blazing cones

Changing phones, conversations clicking, so I made it known

Changing tones, pussy asking questions, I just can't condone