Benny the Butcher, Rick Hyde, Black Soprano Family - Shay Face lyrics

It's Ricky big BSF, nigga
Yeah look

If I said it, then I stand on it
Hundred bands on it
I sold it, I got my hands on it
A fifty piece with thirty grams on it
I did the dance on it
It break down just like a Transformer
I break down just like a fan moment
Sixty bundles where the butter
Had me hustlin', made my mother mad
She was happy with a fifty and
I pocketed the other half
All that shit the reason for this other bag
Two O's on me, Ostertag
I need a lifetime supply of
Fold-top sandwich and turkey bags
My bro just bought his bitch a Birkin bag
My bitch liked the post, I told that bitch
"You better work for that"
Any time it's a loss or a win
It's a verse for that
Any competition, it's a hearse for that
Wanna change your situation
Get some mannitol and work for that
Palms so itchy, might bring the curses back

I became the big homie
Breakin' bread with my OG got championships
Hustlin' like we Duncan and Ginóbili
Before rap, I was somewhere in the trap, cozy
Turned eight to twenty-four, thinkin'
"Rest in peace Kobe"
The trappers, I never wanted to be a Marine
But the money you see is clean
And my honey be in Celine
How to get rich for dummies
This money you never seen
Watch me run up the numbers
Off hunger and never grieve
I'm movin' with security
Majority of niggas won't make it this far
I'm sure of it
Soon as they got the word of it
My publicist was turnin' down
Interviews from journalists
They wanna take it like I
Came in without deservin' it
Stick in my bedroom and
My intentions is murderous
'Cause a home invasion is
Way different from burglaries
'Fore you ever heard of me
Had a connect servin' me
I played the anchorman for my
Team like Ron Burgundy let's go