Sirens [Boom Bap Remix] (feat. Benny The Butcher) Lyrics

Ah, Man you know what we on

I ain't even got to explain myself no more to these niggas

Big BSF, Huh

I made this shit look good, this shit really ugly though

Uh

They gone say the money changed me, But I'ma say the haters did it

I watched them suckers bend the rules, But what I do? Forgave them niggas

Making movies I played the villain, Shake and move and makin millions

Money calling, my line beeping, I had to tell them to wait a minute

Uh, Phillipe steak from table scraps, I don't lie when making raps

Enough dough saved up that, I can pay the label back

Overseas touring I'm staying at a Paris Hilton

Then a few weeks later a nigga ran into Paris Hilton

I made cocaine aroma smoke, We never got diplomas though

The President that making drugs legal, That's who I'm voting for

You know BSF the stamp nigga, These killers uncontrollable

The hip hop police want my mug shot for these quotables

S-Class, the new one to model

Pillows in the back and the rug so soft, Can't wear your shoes when we riding

I'm used to beef, all they threw was some hollows?

Keep playing, We got hand grenades shaped like Don Julio bottles, It's Butch nigga

Uh, Sirens blaring

I need to go

A flight to Paris

We getting dough

I made it here

Long way gone from home

I can't see it clearer

This right here's where I belong

Ducking from them sirens, lights flashing this not disco

Ain't get caught with shit no, stare the barrel of that pistol

Fuck that confidence, make them think their shits abysmal

We just stating facts, but they claiming this a diss ho

I'm an Old Dirty Bastard with that shimmy shimmy yay

I like natural, y'all can tell your bitch to up and come my way

Need Maybach whips, needed that shit like all the way back in May

Keep it waxed, won't tell these people Jack, cause we come back the same

Ain't the same, you and me, we ain't

I cannot relate

I won't change when I get this change, that just ain't my play

I'm a star, you a satellite, fuck up out my range

You my son, lil boy, I just shine and you just catch these rays

Fucking with the Butcher, kill competitors brethren and shit

Gunning for that smoke, I got more green than what Severus did

I'm catching snakes, cut they heads, I'm besting this severing shit

The ones that's hating be the ones that I just keep bettering bitch

Lately I been living up inside a house of cards

Just so I can bring my fam up, have 'em whipping different cars

I'm resilient with Griselda, see me coming from a far

Take my brothers to the top, I promise that we gon' be alright

Uh, Sirens blaring

I need to go

A flight to Paris

We getting dough

I made it here

Long way gone from home

I can't see it clearer

This right here's where I belong

Ducking from them sirens, lights flashing this not disco

Ain't get caught with shit no, stare the barrel of that pistol

Fuck that confidence, make them think their shits abysmal

We just stating facts, but they claiming this a diss ho