Bon Jovi - Westside Gunn, Benny the Butcher

Ayo

Money green MAC-11

Money blue Tec’s, we chopping in the duplex

Running around like who next?

Pump in the London Fog 2X

Hit the kitchen, gave that brick a suplex

Cartier’s in vision

Water whipping, slaughter viscous (skrrt)

Fly bitch on the bottom

Sippers clocking chicken

Walking over water

Suede Giuseppe’s never wet though

Cuban links on top of Cuban links

Make my neck glow

Mommy said I’m special

I hit the block with the best dope

So many chains I thought my neck broke

Phenomenal rap nigga, we rocking those

Fill a blem, duffle smell like Papito’s

Come there got shown

Drive past doing donuts playing Donuts (skrrt)

Told her stop looking pretty bitch, roll up

Fiends on my leather heels, chill

Niggas sniffing fish outta thousand dollar bills, ill

I’m fresh and impeccable

I’m stressed stretching out the coke

Like Frank I gotta catch that boat

I need a new plug

Fashion week, got that Jimmy Choo love

I think it’s true love!

I’ve been looking hard as fuck

But ain’t nobody fucking with me!

Everybody talking fly now

But ain’t nobody flyer than me!

Skywalker got me in the sky

But ain’t nobody higher than me!

Violate then you gotta die

And ain’t nobody shooting but me!

Look at the sun (Griselda, by Fashion Rebels)

See how it shines on our eyes

We were never meant to see the truth in their eyes

All your life they brought you to believe in those lies

Come through and wack the block, then double bag the watch

When them niggas had the top, I was tryna crack the pot

They was tryna strech the truth (real talk)

I’m just tryna stretch the coupe (y'know what I mean)

Buttons in the steering wheel

Which one adjust the roof?

Talking 'bout my life but

What I say affect the youth

Everytime I hit the booth

Just respect the naked truth

Yo watch my wrist, catch the flu

Giuseppe shoe, electric blue

F’s on my belt and shoes

F’s on my record too

Niggas face time and tell

That’s why they say time will tell

Tryna stash what I but for real

Like tryna hide a whale

No I never signed a deal

Nigga I’m just signed and sealed

Lead fly, my home fire the steel

I sat behind the wheel

Movies like Tarantino

Pull up in the Benzino

I just fuck her throat

You love these hoe’s like Benzino

Cocaine buying out, Gucci store trying out

Champagne spilling like I’m tryna put a fire out

Look at the sun

See how it shines on our eyes

We were never meant to see the truth in their eyes

All your life they brought you to believe in those lies