Benny the Butcher, Westside Gunn - Sensational Sherri lyrics

Fuck ayo

Ayo, you fuck niggas fear me, bitches love me
Cancun check the chin, neck looked husky
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Fiend hit the pipe one time, did the Dougie
(He did the Dougie, ah)
Ayo, the fiend hit the pipe one time
Did the Dougie (He did the Dougie, ah)
Ayo, my neck lookin' gorgeous
Ten pavement scrapers
Got the poles in the Porsche (Skrrt)
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, nigga
That's on all us
Where you from? Have my lil'
Nigga shoot your borner up
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom) drug dealin' was necessary
38 with the potato seasoned with peri peri
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
My MAC that Sensational Sherri (Brr, brr)
My MAC that Sensational Sherri
My Bape Hebru a thousand percent
Dimes looked like M&Ms
We had housin' on lit (Ah)
Everybody rockin' Fendi now
Shit lookin' brazy
Griselda like the coke in the '80s (Ah)
Griselda like the coke in the '80s (Ah)
Ayo, every other week the niggas
Shootin' at the groove
(Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot
Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
I had to duck a couple times
I'm drippin' in my jewels
Bullets hit this bitch
She started bleedin' on my Loubs
Bitches say he rich as fuck, prettier
And bool (Bool)
Metal Gear Stone Island cherry '63
I bought that shit with no mileage (Skrrt)
Cherry '63
I bought that shit with no mileage
Ayo, dope man this, nigga, dope man that
Nigga
Thirty-two shot MAC, nigga, sip Act', nigga
(Brr)
Thousand pack flip, nigga, skeleton wrist
Nigga
Lil' nigga ask me how it feel to be rich
Nigga (How it feel, nigga?)
I do this shit in real life (Real life)
I got the red cherry
I do this shit in real life (Real life)
The fuckin' king of New York, nigga, me
I do this shit in real life (Real life)
Fly fuckin' god i'm an awesome god, nigga
I do this shit in real life (Real life)
You niggas is fuckin' broke
You niggas fuckin' bums

The Butcher comin', nigga
Flygod is an Awesome God yo, ah

You might catch me dolo but
The drum hold fifty
If the po' come get me, I might come home 60
(Damn) if I get head in the whip
She might come home sticky
(That shit sticky)
It worked, triple your worth if you
Move one load with me, and that's on God
You know when pies get measured
That's when ties get severed, nigga
And we are never squashin'
I like conflict better, uh
My name in conversations
With accomplished legends
Anybody that rhyme pathetic done got beheaded
My niggas in the field lettin' TECs off
Ratchets pop (Brr)
And the rest in them hills
And them rec yards shadowboxin'
Take a rapper chain, bring it here
I'll gladly rock it (Let me have it)
Me, West, and Conway like Mike, Bird
And Magic Johnson
44 mag, ski mask and the fabric cotton (Uh)
My eyes done seen shit my
Kids can't imagine watchin'
(Imagine watchin')
Nigga'll put you in the casket
For the hat you rockin' dope boy
I had to use a mattress as an extra pocket
They spend half they careers gettin' over
(What?) this nickel shoot like Kerry
Kittles from Villanova
I used to take trips in the
Cab to get the coca i still ride in the back
Of the whip gettin' chauffeured
(Chauffeured)
Feds at my front door, try to leave the game
Plug said one more
I told him fuck it, as long as it come raw
I was there when it jumped off
(When it jumped off)
This for my nigga in the feds who
Won't get to see his son crawl let's go

Hey yo bad Guy here
Remindin' you
Flygod is an awesome god, chico