The Cave: Season 3 - Episode 12 lyrics

[Intro]
I see these motherf*ckers looking at me, n*gga
The Butcher coming, n*gga!
Let me talk some of that east-side Buffalo sh*t real quick
Aye (Woah, Kenny)
Ah, yeah
See, this what that sh*t sound like when--
When a n*gga get in his bag, you heard?
You know, the grave face and sh*t on
I told n*ggas like that
Yo, yo

[Verse]
Imagine me chase a b*tch, I'ma keep chasing chips
'Cause me, Bass, and Rick just like freebasin' and Rick
The ho say I'm not, the streets say I'm next
And if she wink at the whip, then maybe, she ain't your b*tch
Ugh
2022, G.L.E. and I got a Tina with me
Might be a turn of fate or Teena Marie
Here, from the minor leagues to the major
That's how I went from the Ivy League to Montega
Lotta V's like a lottery to a hater
f*ck with BSF, you gon' finally get some paper
Shoutout Uncle Snoop 'cause we 'bout to get some cash
And every time we link, he call me Cuz like I'm Daz
I can't forget my n*gga Chase, Agency 78
Since I signed to you and hip-hop, I've been living great
And I'm still with the rock, can't forget my n*gga Hank
All the millions with Hov, now acquired expensive taste, n*gga
Ah, ah
[Outro]
You know that sh*t rub on you, you heard?
We around n*ggas like Hov' and we around n*ggas like Hank
We had meet-
Remember that meeting we had on that rooftop sh*t
f*ckin' mountains was over there
And I go back to the Projects after that sh*t, I think I'm that sh*t, n*gga