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b$f - benny the butcher & black soprano family lyrics

[intro: benny the butcher]
ah!
we live right now? yeah
i been [?] fendi n*gga
what n*ggas know ’bout fresh off parole, plugging with twenty thousand dirty money n*gga
balenciaga shopping frequently
benny, sule and fuego n*gga, b$f
these are the real sopranos

[verse 1: benny the butcher]
ah!
now 100 grams in my kitchen sink, f*ck you n*ggas think?
no license, cops pull us, then we switchin’ seats
beef is when they missin’ limbs, f*ck missin’ t**th
you know the stick with me, taller than the christmas tree
god of this sh*t, i must be, smuggle blow into the country
plus did shows out the country, then bought a home in the country
and now i do all these deals, they gotta be a split
turned down apologies from pr*cks who took shots at me and missed
woke up thinking money, i pulled up in a bucket when my l!cks hit me
now it’s bucket seats in the big bezzy
louie bucket hat
buckets under my chains, you know this sh*t drippy
they say the butch constipated, cause this sh*t in me
real b$f n*ggas, go tell ’em that
tell em scr*p, don’t say sh*t when they see me, just tell ’em “rap”
n*ggas never sold sh*t to n0body, let’s [?] that
the last rap beef i had, i got a watch and ain’t sell it back
[verse 2: sule]
step foot in the industry, with a vengeance and a robbery plan
got your favorite rapper duct taped inside of a van
y’all n*ggas is p*ssy, be throwing rocks, then hiding your hand
let me show you the technique to get supply and demand
man that n*gga died because he believes he the best martyr
s550 and black with the [?] guava
i take the bl!cky off your waist, cause i flex harder
i raise it, and it’s not even mine like like a step father
i had to steal spots that i’m not placed in regardless
and now i’m waking up to new roc nation deposits
n*gga i don’t squash beef, that what any rules
wound even if it’s not deep, like a kitty pool
n*gga i just like to sell work cause this sh*t that the fans missin’
jersey boy, hood got me covered like transmissions
i might do real estate after rap, this a plan vision
buy up the city and sell blocks, like san quentin
i used to starve and now i’m sumo rich
would sell pinks about the bottle like it’s nuvo sips
this for the hustlers selling dope that’s on that cujo sh*t
who took their sole out their sneaker cause the shoe don’t fit

[verse 3: fuego base]
i got mine off of grass and b*tter
served it at her door, when i couldn’t leave the side of my passing mother
i f*cked on buddy broad half the summer
she posted me, then he blacked the b*tch out, he ain’t travis hunter
i promised phyllis that i’m not gon’ fail
so far from the dude that the task force boxed in at the taco bell
rap dangerous so i tuck lead
sh*t i could’ve been a dust head but got a penthouse in buckhead
send a ninja to petunya
my opps disappeared, no explanation like jamaicans saying “buyaka”
cooler than the other dudes, i stand out different
i last seen ’em sniffin’ toosie with their ran down vixen
i came home, on four occasions with my hands out b*tchin’
now i’m stackin’ cause this crack sh*t don’t hand out pinches, n*gga

- benny the butcher black soprano family lyrics

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