- DIET_1.5 歌詞 Kenny Beats Denzel Curry Benny the Butcher
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- Kenny Beats Denzel Curry Benny the Butcher
- Its the remix, nigga
Woah, Kenny!
Kenny, you ready?
All these racks in the ceiling got rappers back in they feelings
Treat the game like Trump voters did the Capitol building
In a 600 Maybach, the only passenger in it
Aint got cash for the dealer, if dont, no stashes come in it
Denzel hit me, and I couldnt get back fast enough nigga
Talon the track talent, Im just not rapping with niggas
The way Im crafting the shit, get way too tactical nigga
All my albums is classical, just to challenge you niggas
My shit been in crazy demand (I know) but play again
I be plugging with eighty grand and have it eighty a gram
I feel fast as Tyreek Hill chasing these bands
Who else glacierd they hand and be wearing Bape shit from France?
Im into light skin bitches and blue dinero
Bricks in a blue Camaro, I feel like a superhero
Every year they discuss me, who else they gon name but me?
And Gunn, we the ones who they call when they get rusty
Griselda, nigga
Get money from a show, then deposit it (Uh)
Your shows got no hoes, I acknowledge it (Yeah)
So braggadocious, spit sick shit, its atrocious (Nasty)
Risin like the stocks, stockbroking
The Shogun, came through with no gun
One man, Ichiban, fresh out of Japan, do as I command
And what I demand is some ****in peace and quiet
I told em please go to church, and please get on a diet
Shoebox came with the doowop
One billion and two cops cant find 2Pac
Two shots , thats two grazed in two days
What goes up must come down on Tuesday
And I dont like Pixar, mister, I am the master
I came through like a (Wait a minute) bastard
Nobody fathered my style
People said I would fall off, but Ive been here for a while, so nope
Are you ready for the mother****in giant?
The tyrant, the titan, the ogre, the lycan
The vampire, taking over empires
If the game was a tooth, Im a ****in pair of pliers
We gon do em Vinny style
As you can see, this nigga got many styles (Serious)
Know too many niggas that got semi rounds (Serious)
And cold like (Ice)
Put thorns to your crowns, you go out like Christ, my nigga
Get money from a show, then deposit it (Uh)
Your shows got no hoes, I acknowledge it (Yeah)
So braggadocious, spit sick shit, its atrocious (Nasty)
Risin like the stocks, stockbroking
The Shogun, came through with no gun
One man, Ichiban, fresh out of Japan, do as I command
And what I demand is some ****in peace and quiet
I told em please go to church, and please get on a diet
You already know what time it is
Its the mother****in championship
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