Benny the Butcher, Westside Gunn, Armani Caesar - Mission Accomplished lyrics
Benny the Butcher [Jeremie Damon Pennick] Buffalo, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Benny the Butcher, Westside Gunn, Armani Caesar - Mission Accomplished lyrics]
FLYGOD ayo, brr
Brr, ayo ayo
Ayo, I just heard Supreme
Done sold it's soul
Got the hammers on the road
trunk lookin' like Lowe’s (Skrrt)
Rockin' forty belows
(Ah) , these niggas is hoes (Ah)
Miraculous flows, grip the MAC when I pose
(Brr) click-clack with the fours
Mismatch with the poles
Tre pound with the nine
I think I'm outta my mind
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Rhymes ahead of my time, broad day with the
Uh broad day with the vibes
Hundred shots to arise (Brr)
Some live, some die, headshot both times
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Shooter on coke lines
Had him seizin' both times (Ah)
Ayo, mink draggin' down Fifth Ave
Peep thе posture (Ah)
Doctor Romanelli
Match the patеnt leather Pradas (Ah)
Seen the best fold, some turned for a dollar
Some turned state courtroom like an opera
Me, I'm just the illest nigga walkin'
Gallery Department
We pulled up to spark shit
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom) both hands grippin' on the carbon
(Doot, doot) fiends might die
We got the best on the market
(Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, yo, ah)
Since I turned to the boss life (Uh, huh)
I ain't really been y'all type (Nah)
These bitches be all tight
But they'll really be alright (Haha)
I ain't sayin' shit, when I see 'em
It's on sight (Yup)
They see me and bob and
Weave like they workin' for (O oh)
Five star hitter
(Yup) , and I wife niggas (What else?)
Sky's where I stack up dough
Is you scared of heights, nigga?
(Scared of heights, nigga)
Lost it all, got it back twice on niggas
(Twice on niggas)
Grind hard, clean up nice, call me Lysol
Niggas (Yup)
Talk slick, we blow your groove back
(Grrah, groove back) windows up, roof back
La Perla drawers on the cooch cat (O oh)
Ass fat, itty-bitty is the waist size
(The waist size)
The Rollie cost a pretty penny
I don't waste time (True)
Pretty little thing, got your honey hot
(Honey hot) he got bread he wanna share
(What you tell him?) I be sunny, pa
Real cream, first lady of the ill team
(Of the ill team, Griselda, bitch)
Whole crew full of big steppers
Like a drill team (Woo)
Yeah the Butcher comin', nigga
I just want niggas to know that
It's only one Griselda
It's only one (Haha) real shit, though
Yo, ah, yo
It ain't no debate if I'm real
You niggas like Kendall Gill
I'm early '90s Shaquille if they
Ever base it off skill
Too hot to take it to trial, nigga
I got a quarter mil'
Quarter in my jewelry box
'nother quarter for my appeal
Loyalty and respect
I wore that shit like a shill
Ask about me, I'm the boss
Who the fuck gon' tell me to chill?
Thousand grams at my bitch crib
You don't know how that feel
On my fourth bust down watch and
Never had me a deal, uh
Two diamond rings on the hand that fed sharks
I done lapped rap niggas that
Y'all gave head starts
I graduated right from the trap
From a head start
These niggas know where I'm from
My block like a landmark
I got the Louis V kicks, the trench
And scarf
I'm like Dre, Jay Electronica, and Marc'
Uh whole team lit
This what you get when you playin' smart
When you got integrity, longevity, and heart
The Butcher, nigga
Griselda by Fashion Rebels
Brr, ayo ayo
Ayo, I just heard Supreme
Done sold it's soul
Got the hammers on the road
trunk lookin' like Lowe’s (Skrrt)
Rockin' forty belows
(Ah) , these niggas is hoes (Ah)
Miraculous flows, grip the MAC when I pose
(Brr) click-clack with the fours
Mismatch with the poles
Tre pound with the nine
I think I'm outta my mind
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Rhymes ahead of my time, broad day with the
Uh broad day with the vibes
Hundred shots to arise (Brr)
Some live, some die, headshot both times
(Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Shooter on coke lines
Had him seizin' both times (Ah)
Ayo, mink draggin' down Fifth Ave
Peep thе posture (Ah)
Doctor Romanelli
Match the patеnt leather Pradas (Ah)
Seen the best fold, some turned for a dollar
Some turned state courtroom like an opera
Me, I'm just the illest nigga walkin'
Gallery Department
We pulled up to spark shit
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom) both hands grippin' on the carbon
(Doot, doot) fiends might die
We got the best on the market
(Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, yo, ah)
Since I turned to the boss life (Uh, huh)
I ain't really been y'all type (Nah)
These bitches be all tight
But they'll really be alright (Haha)
I ain't sayin' shit, when I see 'em
It's on sight (Yup)
They see me and bob and
Weave like they workin' for (O oh)
Five star hitter
(Yup) , and I wife niggas (What else?)
Sky's where I stack up dough
Is you scared of heights, nigga?
(Scared of heights, nigga)
Lost it all, got it back twice on niggas
(Twice on niggas)
Grind hard, clean up nice, call me Lysol
Niggas (Yup)
Talk slick, we blow your groove back
(Grrah, groove back) windows up, roof back
La Perla drawers on the cooch cat (O oh)
Ass fat, itty-bitty is the waist size
(The waist size)
The Rollie cost a pretty penny
I don't waste time (True)
Pretty little thing, got your honey hot
(Honey hot) he got bread he wanna share
(What you tell him?) I be sunny, pa
Real cream, first lady of the ill team
(Of the ill team, Griselda, bitch)
Whole crew full of big steppers
Like a drill team (Woo)
Yeah the Butcher comin', nigga
I just want niggas to know that
It's only one Griselda
It's only one (Haha) real shit, though
Yo, ah, yo
It ain't no debate if I'm real
You niggas like Kendall Gill
I'm early '90s Shaquille if they
Ever base it off skill
Too hot to take it to trial, nigga
I got a quarter mil'
Quarter in my jewelry box
'nother quarter for my appeal
Loyalty and respect
I wore that shit like a shill
Ask about me, I'm the boss
Who the fuck gon' tell me to chill?
Thousand grams at my bitch crib
You don't know how that feel
On my fourth bust down watch and
Never had me a deal, uh
Two diamond rings on the hand that fed sharks
I done lapped rap niggas that
Y'all gave head starts
I graduated right from the trap
From a head start
These niggas know where I'm from
My block like a landmark
I got the Louis V kicks, the trench
And scarf
I'm like Dre, Jay Electronica, and Marc'
Uh whole team lit
This what you get when you playin' smart
When you got integrity, longevity, and heart
The Butcher, nigga
Griselda by Fashion Rebels