War paint – Benny the Butcher lyrics

Lyrics War paint – Benny the Butcher

War paint lyrics
Congratulate me now all this paper gon’ change me how?
Fly n***a all these diamond chains just weigh me down
A broke n***a not my lady’s style
She quit work to f**k me count up and try this Mercedes ’round
No emotions I mastered pain with what we smokin’
Raw made hustlers on my block stars like Billy Ocean
Dope money if the alphabet boys knew what we grossin’
I’d have a bedroom in Folsom but I’m off shore toastin’
Besides rap we got you respectin’ the business
I left the dope game with stripes y’all left with opinions
We washed the money clean the only thing left is forgiveness
But how could I? Can’t s**t fix the death of a sibling
Loadin’ up my straps again them folks done plugged the wall against my back again
War paint on me like them Africans
They wanna know my net worth they guessin’ is I’m stackin’ it
Add a few more zeroes or those numbers is inaccurate
Griselda n***a

Ayo million dollar deals at the cocaine spot n***a
At the cocaine spot n***a
I pray every day I’ma hit me an opp n***a (Aight I gotta go boom boom boom boom boom)
I’ma hit me an opp n***a (Boom boom boom boom boom)
Hundred round drums feel like the s**t don’t stop n***a
Feel like the s**t don’t stop n***a
This for my niggas takin’ showers in flip flops n***a (Gotta light one up ah)
Takin’ showers in flip flops n***a

Uh I seen street niggas speakin’ blasphemy
Like before rap I wasn’t movin’ units out the trunk b***h I’m Master P (Ha)
Left wrist rockin’ the masterpiece
Cuban bracelet weighin’ a half a ki’ niggas got some audacity (Talk to ’em hahaha)
You niggas don’t even equal to half of me
I earned my spot with hard work nothing was passed to me (I was grindin’ n***a)
But actually situations was bad for me
Before this s**t you see as a triumph was almost tragedy (I swear)
I’m at the Roc Nation party smellin’ like chronic smoke (Hah)
HOV said “You that boy” I get acknowledged by the GOAT (What up HOV?)
Woo even shook the hand of Beyoncé
That story brought tears to the eye of my fiancée
But I don’t know if it’s because my shorty such a fan
Or did she realize in that moment I’m the motherfuckin’ man (Talk to ’em)
I’m just rich you see the Richard on the dresser (Talk to ’em hah)
The flow is just different I’m just better (Ooh)
Only time I felt pressure when the doctor said
I’d be paralyzed neck down even after all his efforts
That bullet tore my neck up and now my neck got VS’d up
I could still hit the connect up I told you niggas I’m next up (I’m next)
Yeah I drop the bag I’m used to doin’ business (Cap hah)
Gave the shooter an extra ten that’s for future business (Big)
Bodies drop I can’t get too specific
I sell the s**t raw I don’t step on the crack like I’m superstitious (Hahahaha ah)

Ayo million dollar deals at the cocaine spot n***a
At the cocaine spot n***a
I pray every day I’ma hit me an opp n***a (Boom boom boom boom boom)
I’ma hit me an opp n***a (Boom boom boom boom boom)
Hundred round drums feel like the s**t don’t stop n***a (Brr)
Feel like the s**t don’t stop n***a (Brr)
This for my niggas takin’ showers in flip flops n***a (Ah)
Takin’ showers in flip flops n***a

Ayo so what you in here doin’ man?
You finished that beat I asked you to fix man?
What the f**k is that? What you doin’?
Yo yo knock first before you come in my room ..
N***a it’s my room too n***a
I’ma get to it
I-I’m working on this Benny the Butcher beat
Who?
I’m tryna make the album
You know Benny the Butcher
Who n***a?
From Griselda you know what I’m sayin’?
Benny the Butcher?
Yeah word
Griselda?
Yeah they hot they hot
Kind a fuckin’ name is Griselda? Man what they
Yo come on don’t hate don’t hate
S**t sound like they named the s**t after one of they babysitters Griselda Jimenez
Like I get reppin’ for the Latin community
But Griselda sound like a Mariachi band or something you know what I mean?
Son you gotta get with the times yo
These niggas is flaming the streets right now
I don’t give a f**k
Benny the Butcher? N***a
And he’s a rapper?
Like he-he-he spits
N***a he gets with the best of ’em
That s**t sound like a wrestler name
Like WWE SmackDown like
You know “Ladies and gentlemen Benny the Butcher”
You know what I’m sayin’ it’s just what the f**k is happenin’ here?
Like I don’t even understand what’s happening man
I’m just sayin’ son I’m tryna get some money
Yeah but I’m sayin’ like what’s-what’s-what’s up with niggas naming a group
If he Benny the Butcher what you got?
Meat Cleaver and fuckin’ who else?
Like Lamb Chop n***a like what the f**k are we doin’ here like?
You gotta chill man you always hatin’
I-I-I’m just saying this-this-this some new streets man
I don’t know this this this some new streets
You a haterrr

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