Armani Caesar, Benny the Butcher - Drill a RaMA lyrics

Big Griselda, Big BSF, nigga, huh?
I'll get every one of y'all niggas
Hit, quit playin' with me, man
I'll send a clean-up crew, pussy (Ah)
Yeah, uh huh y'all niggas ain't never been
Like that, stop cappin', nigga
Yeah, uh we come through that bitch
Ten Rollies and thirty chains on, nigga
(Uh) , yo

We lookin' for opps to bury 'em
We talk about Glocks and carry 'em
Gimme a hammer, I'm Joe Montana
The trophies I got, I'm wearin' 'em
I'll put a bad bitch on a diet (Huh)
I'll feed her room service from the Hyatt
You want the sex from her, I'm a pimp (Yo)
So I get the best from her like shе Mýa, ugh
It's Caese the div', you know how I'm comin'
That drip bе leakin' (O oh)
I hit up the mall with your
Nigga and hit every store
Like I'm trick-or-treatin' (What's up?)
That nigga a fiend, he geekin' (Hah)
I put him on pause, he tweakin' (O oh)
I been in my bag, these bitches is mad
Huh (What) , what is the reason? yeah

Is it the blue faces in my denim?
Think it's the bust down that offend 'em
Y'all better duck down when I'm spinnin'
Know when I touch down, then it's business
(O oh) , yeah only if the head messy
I let her swipe my card at Jeffery's
I let him black American Express me
Ain't no rap bitch gon' check me, period

What's poppin', bitch? (Poppin')
They love when I pop my shit (Uh)
I ain't cocky, I'm confident (Still)
I'm like them, but the opposite (What's up?)
I might cruise in your spot, get lit (Woah)
Just let the deposit hit (Ching)
Stay in your spot, lil' bitch (What's up?)
Set it off like a rocket ship (Brrah)
Ayo, my nigga got a lit bitch (Uh, huh)
Give him a brick and a big kiss (Mwah)
Been doin' tricks on that big dick (O oh)
We fuckin' on cash and all that rich shit
(Uh, ooh)
Be with my dogs, not that bitch shit
(Uh, woof)
On my Lil Kim, doin' big shit (Ah, what up?)
Couple of Ms that I need flipped (Uh, huh)
A couple of Bs I need to get with, uh (yeah)

Is it the blue faces in my denim?
Think it's the bust down that offend 'em
Y'all better duck down when I'm spinnin'
Know when I touch down, then it's business
(O oh) , yeah only if the head messy
I let her swipe my card at Jeffery's
I let him black American Express me
Ain't no rap bitch gon' check me, period