Shrimp at Phillipes

[Verse 1: El Camino]
I'm in that Benz truck counting, wanna know about us
Scouting, putting dick in they spouses and I fuck up they houses
Quarter red jewels at outings, we standing on the couches
The feds don't know shit, depend on how closed your mouth is
I told that bitch head up and just send me your routings, skip the shouting
I be in jail ?
My deuce won a Benz, Ol' bitch's hating when she bend
I'm in the Range no tints, we eating shrimp at Phillipes
My main bitch from Greece (uh), we used to play the streets (uh)
Running from police (uh), if I see the opps then I'm dumping out the V (uh)
I'm on Venice beach, my life is a beach, your life is a bitch
I'm 23 and rich, when you was 23, you was somewhere on your dick nigga
We lit, we lit, we rich

[Verse 2: Benny the Butcher]
Ay yo I don’t remember waking up, havin’ to put the oven on, shit was so cold in the house
Now I wake up in the mornin’ I put this rollie on nigga, shit’s still cold
Woke up in the villa uh, feast up on chinchilla uh
It don’t get no realer, they can't believe I’m not a dealer
Hit the 'noco, get a fill up, breakin’ kush down in the swisher
Bitches staring, take a picture and watch me ball like Chauncey Billups (uh)
She think she boujie, but she don’t own enough bags to be that sassy
We pick 'em up in foreigns, drop em off in taxis
The feds gon’ celebrate the night they catch me (Suck my dick!)
These bricks white as Ashley, we real hustlers so just the sight relax me, uh
My favourite rapper died from niggas poppin' still, your favorite rapper overdosed 'cause he was poppin' pills, uh
We used to hit the city up and shop for deals
Now I'm rich, fuck the house on it, I'm 'bout to cop the hill
They got too comfortable and lapped by those guys from Buffalo
I toured on both coasts, no security like I'm untouchable
How I got this far without y'all, it got to puzzle you
I stepped on the court with support, but got the W
Griselda nigga