Susi: D# minor
Verse 1
Am
A
Am
Griselda, we where
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Am
the smoke at, ay
Facts, nigga
I told him, I said, "West,
call me when you want the dirty work done"
Yeah, feeling hot already
Yo, let's go, look, yo
Verse 2
Am
I got a large bag of clips,
hard hats, and sticks
My squad tagging shit,
y'all catch attempts
You leave the house, have some sense,
nigga, grab the blick
My lil' homie left without it and
I ain't get to dap him since
My slime think I'm homie so he call me
Bloody (he call me Bloody)
It's a blessing when your plug
let you short him 20
On parole, I was going all in with
ten (ten racks)
These funny hustlers out here owing
more than they spend
She fuck with you,
you buy her a Chanel watch
She fly out with twelve blocks,
I buy her a nail shop (nail shop)
I listened to the lies in their lines that they tell,
shocked
Six months before I signed,
had a pie in the mailbox (mailbox)
I heard they sick about me rapping
'bout the drugs I stretch
I'ma write a whole album 'bout
the plugs I met (plugs I met)
Uh, my dog came home, we told him,
"Welcome back"
First day out, bought a .40 and a Griselda tag
I don't got no new friends,
that's how you get loose ends
I need that Benz truck, yeah,
that great white with two fins (two fins)
Major deal for what? Uh,
that's gon' cost him two M's
Truth is, I'ma clear a half a million before
New Years (let's get money)
These lil' niggas satisfied with BAPE outfits
I need a Wraith out it, big shit,
lake houses
I'm talking condos just for safe houses,
Space Mountain
I'm tryna see so much bread,
I gotta take counselling
Y'all like these rappers,
but I don't find it amusing, no
I don't buy they movement,
so I don't buy their music
I wrote get rich manuals where
I provide the blueprint
And with pride, I preach this new shit,
just like I'm inside a pulpit (inside a pulpit)
Top of the year,
I came and woke these niggas up
Made they names sound different
when I spoke these niggas up, uh
I stay hungry just laying my hustle down
Ain't no fucking around with
Benny and Uncle Al
Griselda, the Butcher coming,
nigga
Verse 3
Am
In this game, you take some losses,
I was straight, I ate with bosses
On my plate, that yay was flawless,
we out in Vegas racing Porsches
My dawgs laid in coffins,
one died in a shootout (doot, doot, doot)
No bullets left,
he got slept tryna change his cartridge
Caught my nephew with some work,
I guess he caught himself trapping with it
I said, "Just know the consequences
if they catch you with it
Nah, I ain't mad you dealing,
hit me, I send it at you, nigga
And show you how to ship it with bubble
wrap and a vacuum sealer"
The Butcher coming,
y'all know the motto
Those Sopranos had fiends smoking
white out Sprite soda bottles
Mob boss like I'm Joe Todaro
My dollars long and my plug got
a farm like he Old MacDonald
I'm the boss, so where they go,
they follow
It's penalties for touching me, so just be
careful where you throw them hollows
I sold dope like it was no tomorrow
That got me cash and my watch glass
like it's made of broken bottles
Verse 4
Am
The Butcher coming, nigga
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