Saint Maurice – Benny The Butcher, ElCamino, Rick Hyde & Heem

Quotable Lyrics:
Ah
Yeah, let’s go, let’s go
Black Soprano Family, huh? (The mob, ni**a)
We the biggest in this sh*t (We the biggest)
Me, Rick, Heem, Camino

Ah (We’ve been settin’ the tone)
My ni**a Base, Loveboat (I’m from Connecticut,
Eastside Buffalo in this b*tch)
You know, all my ni**as (Ayy)
Yeah, The Butch’, ni**a

Ain’t nothin’ I have regular, brick and a half measurer
I turned a hefty garbage bag to a cash register
And with a little luck, I put them digits up, grindin’
I’m puttin’ pictures up, shinin’, rockin’ emerald-cut diamonds
T.D. Jakes in the kitchen, GTA when I’m whippin’ (Skrrt, skrrt)

Crash that, jump in a new one, an easy day for a ni**a
Y’all gossip like Ricky Lake, y’all wishin’ hate on a ni**a
Don’t fit in lanes with these rappers, I’ve been done sprayed on a ni**a (Brr)
When you get in the streets, don’t lay on pillows and speak

Loyalty calls, don’t expect it from ni**as who cheap
And little do he know, I’m a wolf to a little sheep (Big bad wolf)
Heavy bars, and got a style so hard that it chisel teeth (Ah)
We both in love with white girls, how about that? That’s ironic

I put him on digi’ scales, he got a tat’ of Madonna
No emblems on that big body Benz’, knew that I got her
So my old-ass next-door neighbor think that’s a Honda (That’s a big body, nigga)

It’s two type of leaders, you could be Bush or Bill (Either one)
And only see half the picture like Bushwick Bill
I’m Mike Jack’, smooth operation off crills (Hee-hee)
Now a ni**a makin’ that lil’ sh*t off reals