New Bills (feat. Benny The Butcher)

ElCamino

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    They are famous for chicken wings
    And, and, a terrible football team
    And Rick James

    Yo, uh, yo, uh, yo, uh
    When there was more shit to talk about, and niggas was walking it out
    Was with my mom dukes and was tryna make it down south
    We all sleeping on the couch, my moms weeping on the couch
    Because her back hurt, from all of that sleeping on the couch
    Way back before I ever needed me a quarter ounce
    I did, but just didn't know I needed me a quarter ounce
    I carried the shit that they ain't expect for me to figure out
    I did, I can't let a nigga lecture me that never did it big
    Words from the wise, you shoot, you never close your eyes
    You get it done, remember that I ain't the one who told you lies
    He said McDonald's, I wasn't the one who sold you fries
    But, like McDonald's, I'm one of them ones who sold you pies
    Like your reverend, I'm one of the ones who hold your tithes
    Shake you down and fix you up, and fold your tie
    And every new rollie come with a loaded nine
    Sawed the back off your choppa, but I unfolded mine

    Yo, I'm from East Buffalo where them cans go pop
    And the plans won't stop unless them grams won't lock
    I count money and drive fast, both hands rope tied
    So, I'm either at the bank or the lambo shop
    I left home and only had a couple dollars, I can't front
    But this rate I'm going, I probably buy an island in a month
    I'm in Sergio Tacchini, thousand dollar pair of dunks
    I'm at the game watching, where they do the commentary from
    You see me, AS gold bottles, we drink the pain
    This heater stay with me so much, this bitch probably gon' need a name
    I pop back up, it feel like Jesus came
    Pourin liquor for niggas who died before their legal drinking age
    I hope y'all niggas meet y'all karma soon
    I see the defense called an audible, cause that's what problem solvers do
    Y'all cats chatting in them articles, but y'all rap status dishonorable, tax brackets be marginal
    Fuck y'all (nigga)
    (Big BSF, you know what it is)

    Nahmean, Why wouldn't they hate on you?
    They spit on Jesus, They hated Malcolm, man
    They hated Michael, anybody who great, nigga
    Ah


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