Intro 
“Don’t worry, I ain’t gonna hurt you 
I need you to drive me on out of?here”

Doot,?doot, doot, doot 
Brrdt,?brrdt

Benny The Butcher 
Ayo 
I’ma send ten niggas through (don’t?come back) 
Tell them niggas, “don’t come back” (don’t come back, nigga) 
‘Til all the guns empty 
That’s pressure, nigga (let’s go) 
Butcher, Dark Lo the Crook 
Yo, look

Verse 1: Benny The Butcher 
What you see me in, I had to trap for it 
Bounced 300 grams off the backboard 
I’m really in the streets, it’s not an app for it 
I got up and took it just ‘cause I ain’t want to ask for it 
You’re fucking with these rats, so y’all niggas useless 
We’re street niggas, I’m judging you by who introduced us 
8-balls to quarters, half, then was deuces 
The bricks, y’all just coming with grown man excuses 
Nah, I ain’t jumping on no bandwagons 
In the yard doing pull-ups ‘til my hands callous 
Fendi belt, but my pants sagging 
All my lil’ mans flagging, look like my watch took dance classes 
Yeah, so all the bitches admire us 
Hustlers who made miracles with them kitchen appliances 
I can tell a killer, and I know you puss 
I’m sending hits, got my bishop laying on your rook 
Ah

Verse 2: Dark Lo 
([?] open) 
They’re running like a track meet 
I blew his head off when I sat in the back seat 
Blood got on my face, I wiped it then went back to eat 
I gave you classics after classics, say thanks at least 
Running tiger for the party, I think I’m Meech 
Used to running niggas’ pocket if I think they’re sweet 
The most bodies in the clique, [Skinny Me] 
Wash the money if it’s dirty, feds think it’s me 
I got on sweats and [?] 
He said they’re hating, I said “fuck ‘em, Benny” 
Gun store, I re-upped on plenty 
You hear it roar, that’s a Hemi 
You hear the lick, that’s a gimme, was locked down, that’s a memory 
My shirt a rottweiler, my wrist a sky dweller 
It’s the Goodfellas, OBH and Griselda 
Nigga, you’s a failure, I play the shotgun, I’m like Elmer 
A month later, they’ll smell ya

Verse 3: Benny The Butcher
I went and found a new connect and got a better flow
Carlito should’ve killed Benny, but he let him go
He pulled up, thing banging at the train station
Y’all niggas know the play, Griselda, OBH

Verse 4: Dark Lo
I can’t wait ‘til we run to him
I’m moving weight, I should run a gym
I’m out [?], I’m with Stun and Slim
Let the mac stutter on your brim
Benny and Lo, what’s popping other than them

Verse 5: Benny The Butcher
I’m riding with it in the Impala, she wit it, a rider
I back out and turn this bitch to a getaway driver
Yeah, he doing 10, but he said it feel like a L
He called the homes saying break him out of jail

Verse 6: Dark Lo
I reed up, I’ll probably break the scale
I’ll turn you breaking news, I ain’t even lift a nail

Verse 7: Benny The Butcher
And I’ll never say who did it, I don’t kiss and tell
I looked the judge in the eyes and said “I’m picking 12”

Verse 8: Dark Lo
The mission got completed, opposition got deleted
We did it for the streets ‘cause we know they need it

Verse 9: Benny The Butcher
Fiends coming 6am and we’re still open
I just put my gun away when it’s still smoking

Outro
“Griselda”
Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot
Brrdt

Dark Lo
You see
It was a beautiful day outside
It was like 20 of y’all niggas in front of the store
I pulled up all aggressive
Hopped out, windows down
Left my keys in the ignition
Went in the store, came back out kill money
Wanting a nigga to say something to me
I had the new 40 on me
I wanted to test it on one of you bitch ass niggas
But y’all stood down, smart
OBH, Griselda, bitch ass niggas