Butcher Lyrics

Yeah

Ahh, ahh

Fríó too cold

Yeah

If you tryna slide

Then pull up

You know the vibe

Man, what's up?

Uh

Lil king crab, got it buttered up

Feeling like a butcher, I just cut it up

Coming from The Bean

I'm not one for actin on television screens

I'm walking with a lean

I'm pimpin', no Slickback

I just licked a sucker, he called me to get his shit back

Told him he could meet me at the kickback

Uh

So pull up and get it cracking, uh

Life is a trip, we should get to packing

I'm used to heat

These women I mack, 10's

Flights overseas, my bitch gotta' accent

Let me talk my shit

Fruits of my labor, I'm jumpin' into the pit like, damn

Am I man?

Yes, bitch

I am

I've been on a wave

Y'all fellas on dry land

Me and HANKNATIVE in the back locked in

Pull up in a hooptie like "hop in"

Let me get one last one, just for one second

Yeah

If you tryna slide

Then pull up

You know the vibe

Man, what's up?

Uh

Lil king crab, got it buttered up (let's go)

Feeling like a butcher, I just cut it up

They wanna see me dead

Bitch, you know my body

You better aim for the- ahh, tss

Fellas sell they soul for a little of street cred

City full of sharks and I swim in the deep end

Heard he wanna' act tough?

We could pretend

Shawty took her top off

Let's get beheaded

A couple tried to step and I'm finna make 'em regret it

I pour Bourbon in the Ginger ale, you just gotta' mix it

Brodie gettin' burnt, the blunt had turned him to brisket

My foot on the gas, I'm finna fire the pistons

Real bad boy, like I'm Dennis on the Pistons

We playin with toys, cudi

Murphy on a mission

Put you in a box, tell your mama "Merry Christmas"

But fuck it, we on a run

Shawty tryna club and I give her the hole in one

America's most wanted, I'm on the bulletin

I carry my sins and baby, they weigh a ton

Nothin' left to say, when everything's said and shh

If you tryna slide

Then pull up

You know the vibe

Man, what's up?

Uh

Lil king crab, got it buttered up (let's go)

Feeling like a butcher, I just cut it up

Bitch, you know my body

Man, what's up?

I smell blood in the water, baby

Someone call a doctor

I sever your shoulder

This the end of October, right?