[Intro: Benny the Butcher]
It's the remix, ni**a
Woah, Kenny!
Kenny, you ready?
[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
All these racks in the ceiling got rappers back in they feelings
Treat the game like Trump voters did the Capitol building (Hahahaha)
In a 600 Maybach, the only passenger in it
Ain't got no cash for the dealer if don't no stashes come in it (Huh)
Denzel hit me, and I couldn't get back fast enough, ni**a (What up)
Talent attract talent, I'm just not rapping with ni**as (Uh-uh)
The way I'm crafting this sh*t get way too tactical, ni**a
All my albums is classical just to challenge you ni**as
My sh*t 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 glacier'd they hand and be wearing Bape sh*t from France?
I'm into lightskin b*tches and blue dinero (Okay)
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, ni**a
[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Get money from a show, then deposit it (Ugh)
Your shows got no hoes, I acknowledge it (Yeah)
So braggadocious, spit sick sh*t, it's atrocious (Nasty)
Rising 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 fu*king peace and quiet
I told 'em please go to church, and please get on a diet
[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Shoebox came with the doowop
One billion and two cops can't find 2Pac
Two shots, that's two grazed in two days
What goes up must come down on Tuesday
And I don't like Pixar, mister, I am the master
I came through like a— (Wait a minute) ba*tard
Nobody fathered my style
People said I would fall off, but I been here for a while, so, nope!
Are you ready for the motherfu*kin' giant?
The tyrant, the titan, the ogre, the lycan
The vampire, taking over empires
If the game was a tooth, I'm a fu*king pair of pliers
We gon' do 'em Vinny-style
As you can see, this ni**a got many styles (Serious)
Know too many ni**as that got semi rounds (Serious)
And cold like (Ice)
Put thorns to your crowns, you go out like Christ, my ni**a
[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Get money from a show, then deposit it (Ugh)
Your shows got no hoes, I acknowledge it (Yeah)
So braggadocious, spit sick sh*t, it's atrocious (Nasty)
Rising 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 fu*king peace and quiet
I told 'em please go to church, and please get on a diet
[Outro: Denzel Curry]
You already know what time it is
It's the motherfu*king championship