The Outcome (feat. Benny the Butcher)

The Butcher comin', **** (The Butcher comin', ****)

Ah

Big Griselda

Black Soprano Family

It's that shit (Uh)

You know **** love that street shit (I don't see how y'all be dick-ridin' these ****)

They love when I talk that hood shit

I be lookin' at these **** like, "Him?"

Yeah, we be laughin' at these ****

Real shit, though

Real dope boy shit

Ayo, ILL Tone, you know I'm fuckin' with this shit, though, right?

Real street **** shit

Yo

Let me kick it with my **** who still be on them corners (Uh-huh)

In tech suits, it's hard to conceal heat in them joggers

I'm rich, so I can't see a bill bein' a problem (Nah, I'm up)

Every hood rat dream is to still be with a baller (Uh-huh)

At the table playin' roulette with a blonde and a brunette

Shit chunky on my arm, I'm probably gon' need a 2X

The hood said, "The real **** gone, only you left" (Okay)

My homie said, "You blessed," my Rollie said, "You next"

I sat and watched and seen y'all **** got this shit backwards (Y'all **** got this shit backwards)

How the IG bitches more popular than rappers? (What?)

I'm really like that, you reach for my diamonds, I'm snappin'

And you can shoot your next video live from a casket

Benz with the open roof, I'm low in it, smokin' fruit

I show up with drums to your lab like I co-produce (Huh?)

Get a good hand? Put on your man, that's what you 'posed to do

Me and City both get a Ghost and an ocean view (Ah)

We run this shit

You know the routine (Roll with me)

The Butcher—

**** can't fuck with the flow

What's the dealy?

I represent for all the have-nots

Yo, I come through with a hundred on, Balenciaga runners on

This Kith trench coat too much for who I'm stuntin' on (Uh)

Smokin' in Miami, my shirt open like a button gone

My jewels make strangers stare like I said somethin' wrong (Huh?)

I took the throne right in front of y'all (Right in front of y'all)

Nobody back home surprised, I've been this cold since study hall (For real)

Broken bottles and bloody walls, I'm comin' if money call

Every day, I could run like a hundred bars

Y'all think y'all fly then buy shit off the mannequin (Hahaha)

Had me duckin' bounty hunters like Jennifer Aniston

Every other summer, I used to get out the can again

You don't gotta win a Super Bowl to feel like a champion (Nah)

We run this shit

You know the routine (Roll with me)

The Butcher—

**** can't fuck with the flow

What's the dealy?

I represent for all the have-nots

We run this shit

You know the routine (Roll with me)

The Butcher—

**** can't fuck with the flow

What's the dealy?

I represent for all the have-nots

I'm certified by

A different group of **** who you ain't familiar with

Street ****, real ****, mob ****

You heard, Jake?

Ayo, ILL Tone

The Butcher, uh