Elcamino, Benny the Butcher - 80 Bills lyrics

Yeah, uh huh (Toni, wake up, nigga)
Ayo, 'Camino
(Got my nigga Dough in this bitch)
We don't do no carry-ons, soon as we land
We gon' hit Rick
I need a bitch, I need an ounce of weed
I need somethin' dry

I know these niggas won't stunt like the game
But that won't happen, they money too slow
We The Sopranos, bitch, the mob
You know the record a hundred-an-o
Pull up eat, but she in a
Rush, she ready to fuck, we order to go
Told her "Don't get ahead of yourself"
Nah, these niggas not petty, they broke
I put the hood on, then my
Bitch, I put this shit on, just for the pic'
I'm in the trenches in all
This drip, I'm feelin' lucky
I might throw trips
Your favorite rapper ain't nothin' like
Me, I stand on that, and it ain't a diss
Get off the stage and open a brick
The money comin' too fast to quit, yeah

I spent eighty bills at the lot
And I got a crazy deal
Got some out of town niggas I can send
Like the Navy Seal (Brr)
Got some Buffalo niggas I can
Move the whole package with
It's some legal businesses that a
Nigga pay taxes with, butch'

I paint you whacked, she Burgundy
I know these niggas wanna murder me
She got that ass you just need to snatch
You know I'ma send her to surgery
Fraud niggas doin' purgery, damn
I think these niggas skirtin' me
I keep it on me, that's for certainly, huh
She wanna suck it for courtesy
Niggas be duckin' they murder beef
I had the mob beefin' sturdily
Lil' nigga do you dirtily, EMX, try
And get you that urgery, huh
I know forgettin' it all, all the G's
They referrin' me
You know I put that shit on, all the bitches
They preferrin' me
You know it's that time of the month
I told that bitch "Hide down in your truck"
I get to throwin' money
All over the buildin'
Go buy you whatever you want
You mentionin' me, a shooter a
Mind of his own, he slidin' whenever he want
I told my youngin ain't nothin' to
Broke, you a fat boy
You flyin' wherever you want
I told my demon to take him a break
Too many niggas was dyin' at once
Too many niggas was turnin' the
Pack, said I'd look up
We done ran out of blunts
Real niggas, they must've ran out of straps
Rollin' me fine and I'm beefin' with bums
Niggas is food, chew 'em for
Lunch, take it to school
You know you my son

I spent eighty bills at the lot
And I got a crazy deal
Got some out of town niggas I can send
Like the Navy Seal (Brr)
Got some Buffalo niggas I can
Move the whole package with
It's some legal businesses that a
Nigga pay taxes with
I spent eighty bills at the lot
And I got a crazy deal
Got some out of town niggas I can send
Like the Navy Seal (Brr)
Got some Buffalo niggas I can
Move the whole package with
It's some legal businesses that a
Nigga pay taxes with