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Benny the Butcher

Jeremie Pennick (born November 27, 1984), known professionally as Benny the Butcher, is an American rapper from Buffalo, New York. He is part of the hip hop group Griselda with Westside Gunn and Conway The Machine, and is part of the collective Black Soprano Family. more »

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Huh
Huh
Yeah

Ayy, yeah, I just bought a kilo from my dawg in B-Lo
Mixing fentanyl with diesel
That shit they selling clogging needles
Niggas switch, so I don't talk to people (uh-uh)
Two clips, that's enough shots for you and your alter ego (yeah, uh)

Flight coming in from Puerto Rico
Landing on the east coast
Nigga, and I don't drive cars with keyholes
Y'all niggas just gettin' fresh and y'all talkin' fashion
I'm a veteran, Dior letterman with the army patches
Turn my every summer run to a comfortable number one
I become elite, underground king like I'm Uncle Bun

Another run, nigga, we got rich off the right vision
To get the squares from here to there was a light mission
I planned it and all I had was a flight ticket
When I landed, I took advantage of the price difference
Listen, nigga, I got a hand that could write scriptures
But y'all take the stand and land me in tight fences
F*ck a life sentence, pray God hand me the right riches
And turn this one brick to a family of white bitches, uh

These the results you get when you the reason the culture shift
Don't believe in that vulture shit, had to feed my associates
I make sure everybody eat, yeah, I think like a socialist
Million dollar empire from a piece of a broken brick, uh

You know these hoes ain't shit so I cheat and don't commit
I'm rich, I just can't go to sleep with a broken bitch
Loaded fifth, press a button and the scope focus quick
And the clip longer than the script from a motion pic

I sold dope to a fiend while she pregnant, emotionless
I'm not a case worker, that's not a reason I sold the shit
Who cared I wore hand-me-downs too big for my clothes to fit?
Who cried for me when my relatives stole from me for a hit?
Look, these lames still caught up 'cause my name's still brought up
In top five convo from Langfield to Gainesville, Florida

I remember vividly
Trappin' with my toes cocked
Bagging up in dope spots, junkies on the floor
These niggas ain't real as me
And it ain't a close shot
I don't f*ck with no opps, buryin' 'em all
Million dollar tendencies
All I do is show stop
Tractor trailer coke drops, I done seen it all
I'm ballin' 'til infinity
Catch me at the boat dock
We ain't boarding no yachts, just unloading raw, uh
I remember vividly (ah)

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