Bigger Bsf - Black Soprano Family ft. Heem B$F, Rick Hyde, Armani Caesar, Benny the Butcher

Uh, yo, man, roll some more of that Butcher Breath up, nigga, let's get high

Check the stats, nigga, we up (Yeah, it's Ricky)

Just when they thought it was over, this shit done got even bigger

Fuck it, nigga, bigger BSF, nigga

That's what you call us from now on (Bigger BSF, nigga)

Yeah (Fuck you pussy niggas)

My ex bitch mad 'cause her new nigga plug from me (Ah)

She thought I wouldn't make it, but now look what it does for me

I see you niggas hatin', but ain't gettin' no buzz from me

Used to have the floor, then I took the Henri rugs for me (Give me that)

One-fifty in a 'Ghini (Skrrt), shook the game like a martini

Bitch, it's Black Soprano Family, Cajun shrimp and fettuccini

Wake my bitch up to bellinis, it's November, but bikinis

It's a hundred K to talk to me, a half a man to be me (That money)

Mona Scott-Young, I could put you on TV (Bang)

Give my lil' man some Yeezys, he said, "Big bruh, this a freebie" (Brrt)

I be in the hood every day, because they need me (Because they—)

I'm just tryna show my dedication too, just like I'm Weezy

Waitin' on that pat on my back, like I'm wheezin' (Hahaha)

It's cool, 'cause I know God blessed me, just like I'm sneezin' (Yeah)

I'm polished and I'm seasoned (Yeah), Beanie Siegel durin' The Reason (They know)

Even bigger BSF, bitch (Yeah, haha), don't get caught committin' treason (Ayo)

Motherfucker, huh

Hands on, nigga, you don't wanna try me

East side of the trick is where I be (They know)

With a big four-nick on side me

Do you, ICU on a IV

On the block where I grew, it was grimy

Seen my own day-one try to slime me

Put my whole left hand in diamonds

Bustdown Rollie, perfect timin'

Stay down, you know we grindin' (Grindin')

More time, they know I'm ridin' (Brrt)

That pump'll start a riot

Chopper spittin', rapid fire (Bah, bah, bah, bah)

He say he gang, he lyin' (He lied)

You say my name, you dyin' (You die)

They pull up wavin' iron

All you hear is police sirens

Ho, you think you can fuck with me? (Fuck with me?)

Why these niggas try and come for me? (Come for me)

This the part, it get ugly

We send the graveyard company

Rap niggas in the black bag (Brrt)

Everybody get a toe tag

Fifty Ps in the Coach bag

We're on the run from the drug task

Middle finger to the cops and opposition

I done made it off the block, now I got them niggas dissin'

Tell 'em meet me at the top or they never get a mention

It's a problem, lick a shot (Ha) or we pay him no attention

They know, they know (Yeah, haha)

I be tryna teach legacy to 'em, y'all still be comparin' the cake

Broke people countin' rich people money seem like the American way

Hundred thousand blue American K, fuck her good while I stare in her face

Rich nigga treat a bad bitch like a dog just like I'm Eric Benét

Money don't matter to Butch', guess this how it feel when you havin' this much (You havin' this much)

I hate to rattle you, but you hot 'cause y'all niggas chatter too much (Y'all niggas chatter too much)

Three whips in the driveway, we take 'em all out, shooters in the back of the truck (Brrt)

You know, I push the coupe in the middle and, yeah, the foreign Sudan in the front (In the front)

I ain't have to touch a brick lately, but my neck two hundred and my wrist eighty

Ho spoiled like a big baby, pussy so good, I call her "Miss Lady"

Talkin' top five, didn't say me, how? I been runnin' all this shit lately

Million dollar deals, shit crazy, not bad for a trench baby

Not bad for a lick-hittin', slick-talkin' nigga in a big 'Cedes

No drop-offs, take a Lyft, baby, fuck with us and get rich maybe

When you grind this hard, put your niggas on, then they gotta give you yours

Next year, we gettin' bigger toys, but we started like the fifty boys, uh (Uh)

But we started like the fifty boys (Uh)

Next year, we gettin' bigger toys (Uh), but we started like the fifty boys (Yeah, uh)

Yo, AC

Yeah

These hoes can't fuck with money (Nah)

Pull up G-Wag' with the bangin' body

Real niggas bring that flame up out me

Got the illest niggas in the game behind me (Woo)

Fake bitches, stay the fuck from 'round me

'Fore I fold a bitch like a origami (Uh)

Strippin' game, put that shit behind me

But I still manage to keep a pole around me (Ha)

Rarely seen, but I'm always noticed (Uh-huh)

Countin' money, tryna keep the focus (Yeah)

Lookin' like that, rappin' like this

Guess my DNA is G-coded (Ooh)

Too easy, think I cheat coded

When the beauty showin' and the beast flowin' (Ha)

I don't keep score, I keep scorin'

Best thing I ever did was keep goin' (Woo)

I'm rich 'cause I have to be (Have to be)

These bitches is trash to me (Trash to me)

Put all of them bitches together

And niggas still couldn't get half of me (Half of me)

Them niggas be after Caes'

Givin' me cash and keys (Come on)

Pull up in one of them foreign lil' things

That's straight from the factory (Vroom)

Hundred on hundreds, securin' the bag on the daily (Bag on the daily)

I'm on my grown woman, but your nigga callin' me "baby" (Callin' me "baby")

Body is hittin', I'm pullin' up in a Mercedes (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

When you be shinin', them bitches can't help but start hatin' (Woo)