Drill a RaMA lyrics

[Intro: BENNY THE BUTCHER]
Big Griselda, Big BSF, n*gga, huh?
I'll get every one of y'all n*ggas hit, quit playin' with me, man
I'll send a clean-up crew, pus*y (Ah)
Yeah, uh-huh
Y'all n*ggas ain't never been like that, stop cappin', n*gga
Yeah, uh
We come through that b*tch
Ten Rollies and thirty chains on, n*gga (Uh), yo

[Verse 1: BENNY THE BUTCHER & Armani Caesar]
We lookin' for opps to bury 'em
We talk about Glocks and carry 'em
Gimme a hammer, I'm Joe Montana
The trophies I got, I'm wearin' 'em
I'll put a bad b*tch on a diet (Huh)
I'll feed her room service from the Hyatt
You want the sex from her, I'm a pimp (Yo)
So I get the best from her like shе Mýa, ugh
It's Caese the div', you know how I'm comin'
That drip bе leakin' (Ooh)
I hit up the mall with your n*gga and hit every store
Like I'm trick-or-treatin' (What's up?)
That n*gga a fiend, he geekin' (Hah)
I put him on pause, he tweakin' (Ooh)
I been in my bag, these b*tches is mad
Huh (What), what is the reason? Yeah
[Chorus: BENNY THE BUTCHER & Armani Caesar]
Is it the blue faces in my denim?
Think it's the bust down that offend 'em
Y'all better duck down when I'm spinnin'
Know when I touch down, then it's business (Ooh), yeah
Only if the head messy
I let her swipe my card at Jeffery's
I let him black American Express me
Ain't no rap b*tch gon' check me, period

[Verse 2: Armani Caesar & BENNY THE BUTCHER]
What's poppin', b*tch? (Poppin')
They love when I pop my sh*t (Uh)
I ain't c*cky, I'm confident (Still)
I'm like them, but the opposite (What's up?)
I might cruise in your spot, get lit (Woah)
Just let the deposit hit (Ching)
Stay in your spot, lil' b*tch (What's up?)
Set it off like a rocket ship (Brrah)
Ayo, my n*gga got a lit b*tch (Uh-huh)
Give him a brick and a big kiss (Mwah)
Been doin' tricks on that big di*k (Ooh)
We f*ckin' on cash and all that rich sh*t (Uh, ooh)
Be with my dogs, not that b*tch sh*t (Uh, woof)
On my Lil Kim, doin' big sh*t (Ah, what up?)
Couple of Ms that I need flipped (Uh-huh)
A couple of Bs I need to get with, uh (Yeah)
[Chorus: BENNY THE BUTCHER & Armani Caesar]
Is it the blue faces in my denim?
Think it's the bust down that offend 'em
Y'all better duck down when I'm spinnin'
Know when I touch down, then it's business (Ooh), yeah
Only if the head messy
I let her swipe my card at Jeffery's
I let him black American Express me
Ain't no rap b*tch gon' check me, period