Goodnight Chords by Benny The Butcher

[Intro]
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Yeah ■   uh
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You know what this is right ■  ■  
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I don't really think y'all niggas ready


[Verse]
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Yo I stole a pack then I sold it back
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Uh we roll in 'Lacs and got fold up gats with shoulder straps
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It's Griselda bitch y'all know the stats
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I need my safe overflow with racks
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And a yacht with a speedboat attached
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We watched niggas eating now we getting even
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We watched our mothers cry but that just made us risk our freedom
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The zero point four blow you get ripped to pieces hit and leaking
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Have your family in this bitch grieving hugging pics of Jesus
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My shit the deepest my shit for thinkers reachers
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This shit you simple niggas probably couldn't grip with tweezers
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I took dope charges and I caught state cases
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We did stickups when we was kids and bought PlayStations
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Treat your bitch crib like a truck stop weigh station
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Safe haven if we trade places that's a vacation
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You know the science my soldiers riot
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And the best done got finessed
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I threw more curveballs than Nolan Ryan
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Growing up we was so defiant holding iron
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Chest poking out while I smoke the finest you know you dying
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We cold as iron you show up with me you know you buying
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Uh I take one brick and multiply it
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The realest shit of life might be the realest shit I write
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At the Knicks game so close I'm spilling shit on Spike
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And I'm killing shit on spite uh Glock zero point one nine with the silencer nigga
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And I just twisted it on tight with the MAC uh
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Yo yo yo yo yo
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Yo yo yo yo yo
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Yo yo yo yo yo
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Yo yo yo yo yo
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Listen dawg we really came from grave conditions
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Ran the trap like offense and I'm Lane Kiffin
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Waiting on the lob from Chris Paul guess I'm Blake Griffin
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The TEC shoot from AK distance so I can't miss ya
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Yeah it's me I make these niggas feel like I'm a problem
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Don't like you we wilding opposed to drinking right from the bottle
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Rock the Gucci polo with the snake right on the collar
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'lo top blue nines with the white on the bottom
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Niggas hurt they in they feelings they don't like how I'm styling
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Got a bitch bad as Rihanna got her right from the island
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I been in prison fights where niggas got sliced and then holler
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We broke bread and shared blood just like we Italian uh
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We was Nextelers now we XXLers
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Making deal with label execs our check mailers
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One of the best that's a bet I don't sweat never
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I can read a sucker nigga like a New York bestseller
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We jetsetters street niggas we just dress better
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Eating lamb ain't no dressing on my salad just feta
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Gun plastic vest metal GxF Rebel


[Chorus]
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And we hitting family members so y'all know it's next level ■   ■   pussy
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Yo yo yo yo yo
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Yo yo yo yo yo
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Yo yo yo yo yo
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Yo yo yo yo yo
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Yo yo yo yo yo
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Yo yo yo yo yo
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Yo yo yo yo yo
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Yo yo yo yo yo


[End]
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Yo yo yo yo yo
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Yo yo yo yo yo
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Yo yo yo yo yo