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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benny the Butcher
Benny the Butcher
Vocals
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremie Pennick
Jeremie Pennick
Lyrics
Chauncey Hollis
Chauncey Hollis
Composer
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hit-Boy
Hit-Boy
Producer
David Kim
David Kim
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer
Jack Doutt
Jack Doutt
Mastering Engineer
Jun Kim
Jun Kim
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Like a, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
The Butcher comin', ****
[Verse 1]
Ain't nothin' like that first M
Feel like I'm going on my second life
At times I was starin' down the barrel
I had to get my mind right and drive like Andretti
'Cause the further you go, the road to riches gon' get narrow
This like y'all **** third notice, I won't say it four times
Lawn at my crib like a basketball court size
Six or seven years I been runnin' shit, and just gettin' started
Think about it, a **** really might be all-time
[Chorus]
Y’all know how I do this shit
Gangstas back in this bitch again
Them gangstas back in this bitch again
I'm like throwin' every chain
We push back to back foreigns like parades
It feel good to see some real **** win, don't it?
Y’all know how I do this shit
Gangstas back in this bitch again
Them gangstas back in this bitch again
I'm sendin' pics to my ****
Throwin' parties on yachts
Get a block, make another mill' and spend that shit again, uh-huh
[Verse 2]
Used to be a no-good stick-up kid
Traded that for a pot
Now when I bring that up, y'all getting sensitive
Ignoring me telling a story along the premises
Of us finally finishin', turnin' that into businesses
Oh well, still talkin' coke sales
One brick, two brick equal what my show sell
Money in a suitcase like Deal or No Deal
I was good with no deal, told you I did wholesale
It's like, one city, too much hate
Three legends, foresaw it
'Fore all this happen, I can picture myself war tourin'
Used to want a Ford Taurus, now I got like four foreigns
I been playin' soulful shit, listenin' to more Lauryn
Trap house the warehouse, I smoke all this gas like
My lungs, I don't care about, my condo won't air out
I built this off classics, what happened?
These rappers, they get off too easy
To me, it's just madness, but fuck it
[Chorus]
Gangstas back in this bitch again
Them gangstas back in this bitch again
I'm like throwin' every chain
We push back to back foreigns like parades
It feel good to see some real **** win, don't it?
Y’all know how I do this shit
Gangstas back in this bitch again
Them gangstas back in this bitch again
I'm sendin' pics to my ****
Throwin' parties on yachts
Get a block, make another mill' and spend that shit again
Y’all know how I do this shit
[Bridge]
Gangtas don't dance, we boogie to the boogie
Bang to the boogie, boo-boo-boogie
Gangtas don't dance, we bang to the boogie-boogie
The Butcher comin', ****
When I'm back, y'all back
We did this shit again, Hit'
[Outro]
Don dada
You on one, nephew
Yeah, long time comin'
It's time to put on, ****
Yes sir
You got the bag
You got the cash
Yeah, I got your back
With one phone call, got a new contract, like that
Yes sir, from the streets to the suites
We try to keep it discrete
Aye, Benny, I told you, ****
Fifteen minutes on the phone, deal done
No games, man
Boss up, ****
I told you what I said, and I said what I meant
Now you doin' it
Right on
Gangstas is back, ****
Back like we never left
G's up, ha-ha
Written by: Calvin Broadus, Chauncey Hollis, Jeremie Pennick
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