18 Wheeler
Benny the Butcher, Pusha T
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Let's go Ah, let's go You know what this is The Butcher comin', nigga Ay, look We don't do no price talk 'cause I already know they numbers Plus me and your old connect was tighter than them Dolce runners First time I ever cooked a deuce, I got a four-way from it Stabbed it in the pot so many times they think OJ done it If me and Push would've linked back when I was a dealer That's an 18-wheeler to my town from Virginia Enough glitter on my neck that make my ex-bitch bitter I pulled up to the 'jects pushin' the Lex' like I'm Jigga, uh To really make these type of checks, I took my chances When I was scramblin' without no license Yes, I really took those type of risks I'm laughin' at indictment threats, huh, I used to sell O's But now I outsell shows, to the Feds, the trail cold When I was locked, never called, but I used to send mail home I got close homies that caught new cases on jail phones Velcro strap the clip, got a curve like a elbow She countin' up, when the bitch got to 50, her nail broke They talkin' racks, but my plug bring it back on a sailboat, uh And I flooded my corner right after the scale broke That's your bitch, but I'm not a nigga she tell no (yeah) 'Cause you got the bitch fly, but it wasn't Chanel though I'm nothin' like you new gangsters, pointin' guns at the camera (never) I bet you niggas practice in the mirror, brick of money to your earlobe Six pics, same brick, somethin' weird though They say a hero's nothin' but a sandwich The .488 comin' through like the Prayin' Mantis My bitches got standards It's fair in love and war, it's okay to f*ck a scammer As long as he empty the bag like black Santa Steak dinners at Dan Tana's, pick a Tamara The purple in my rainbow is amethyst Only I can coke rap this glamorous The only drug dealer out at Fashion Week With an 80/20 split like Master P Why would I ever 50/50? You ain't half of me Benny the Butcher comin' after me, Push I flooded my corner I flooded my corner right after the scale broke The .488 comin' through like the Prayin' Mantis That's an 18-wheeler to my town from Virginia As long as he empty the bag As long as he empty the bag like Black Santa I used to sell O's, Black Santa I used to sell O's, only I can coke rap this glamorous This-this glamorous Benny the Butcher, Push, Benny the Butcher, Push
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Written by: Terrence Thornton
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