[Intro]
Woah
Benton, Black Rob
Woah, yeah
Yeah (Kill the Coyote), uh

[Verse 1]
Black blood spill on cotton fields
Dead slave, owners keep my pockets filled
Whip the block and keep the Glock concealed
Grave digger, I got plots to fill
Mama used to stress about them doctor bills
Trap Panther, bitch, I'm Bobby Seales
Your melanin'll get your brains blown on your dashboard
Bitch, that's why we kneel
Government, guns, and God
She just fucked the Entourage
I'm adios, hey, baby, bon voyage
I'm flexin' on 'em, [?]
I hang with the apes in the jungle
Gotta load up the K
You nevеr know if they gon roll up and spray
The game cold, [?]
Thеy went for hell and I have nowhere to stay
The god, Benton, baby, you better pray
The devil working, we can't lose our faith
I got trust issues, keep the tool by the waist
I'm boxing demons, they say [?]
N***as turned to rats that used move out the base
Shit got popping when I flew out the A
Never gave a fuck about what you got to say
N***a, play the back or move the fuck out the way
[Chorus]
Woah, yeah
Crème de la crème
May father forgive me for all of my sins
But I'm going in like I'm out for revenge, I might hit 'em like
Woah, yeah, don't mean to sound grim
I count on one hand who I'm callin' my friends
Say fuck all you n***as, ayy, pardon my Fren', count the money like
Woah, yeah
The crème de la crème
May father forgive me for all of my sins
I roll up on n***as and hop out the Benz and I hit 'em like
Woah, yeah, don't mean to sound grim
I count on one hand who I'm callin' my friends
Say fuck all you n***as, ayy, pardon my French, we get to it like—

[Verse 2]
Wanna meet your maker? I can make that shit formal
No church inside the wild, ayy, fuck all the morals
My n***as bakin' pies, and that's no DiGiorno
The mink coat killer, bitch, I'm not normal
I'm Leatherface, spray the Drac' out the Wraith
[?] scrape his brain off the drapes
Point blank nature, peeled off, escaped
Bunch of fuck n***as, oh, I feel out of place
Been socially distant, bitch, way before COVID
I'm weary of people, don't know n***as motives
Been killin' shit for years and you n***as know it
Don't let me die before you give me my roses
Like my pussy clean and my presidents dead, yeah
No mercy for rappers, I pull up and pop off your top just like Pez, yeah
Mouth full of gold, it's that crack on the stove
Back on the wall, n***as know I don't fold
One day you here and the next day you ghost
I'm greedy, whatever, [?]
I stick to the code and I follow the oaths
I'm different from n***as while y'all do the most
They left me for dead, I was out in the cold
[?], got my foot on their throat, they like
[Chorus]
Woah, yeah
Crème de la crème
May father forgive me for all of my sins
But I'm going in like I'm out for revenge, I might hit 'em like
Woah, yeah, don't mean to sound grim
I count on one hand who I'm callin' my friends
Say fuck all you n***as, ayy, pardon my Fren', count the money like
Woah, yeah
The crème de la crème
May father forgive me for all of my sins
I roll up on n***as and hop out the Benz and I hit 'em like
Woah, yeah, don't mean to sound grim
I count on one hand who I'm callin' my friends
Say fuck all you n***as, ayy, pardon my French, we get to it like

[Outro]
Woah