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supernatural - benny the butcher lyrics

[intro]
these are the real sopranos
griselda

[chorus: estee nack]
touchdown (hail mary)
rolly face, bust down
they want us to fail, but we up now
bucks piling up, goin’ through the roof
countin’ dollars, son, you know that we in loot
street scholars with gold up in the tooth
five percent, n*gga, showin’ you the truth
forty*five oliver, so lot of us boots, son
ghost rider doin’ donuts in the coop

[verse 1: benny the butcher]
i’m just sitting smoking on this haze chilling, scrolling up my page
thinking how the og’s is rolling in they graves
how many more gon” get exposed?
how many souls are they gon’ trade?
when no loyalties exchange, that’s how soloists get made
i’m a hands*on kind of boss
so it totally explains how i put coco over flames beforе a logo on a chain
still standing, only lord knows what overcame
feds still circlе my face when they take
polaroids again
$15,000 fit thuggin’, hoppin’ out of sh*t frontin’
i pull up to the barbecue like, holla at your big buzzin’
double cross, always from a friend, saw that sh*t comin’!
ten million shoot you out the gym, we call that chris mullin
better use them two ears, god gay for listening
hope you guys paid attention, get your top scr*ped and blistered
the big league, just like jackie, ’cause i do not play with n*ggas
and it do not make a difference, not even rock, paper, scissors
butch
[chorus: estee nack]
touchdown (hail mary)
rolly face, bust down
they want us to fail, but we up now
bucks piling up, goin’ through the roof
countin’ dollars, son, you know that we in loot
street scholars with gold up in the tooth
five percent, n*gga, showin’ you the truth
forty*five oliver, so lot of us boots, son
ghost rider doin’ donuts in the coop

[verse 2: benny the butcher]
stuffin’ dough in the full safe, sip bottles that’s half empty
pullin’ work out the pot, had to tap on the glass gently
sometimes | miss it
hear me out, this rap sh*t get mad mixing
how though?
it’s some way attached to cash if they act freely
uh, i really done
grown man business by age 21
reasons i should paint the city?
i had too many ones
flow been silly since biggie was crackin’ philly blunts
you feel me?
money talks and y’all n*ggas won’t give a penny up
who the boss man?
who win a million up off a signature?
and i been feelin’ much like a villain since i been k!llin’ your favorite rappers
your fibula crackin’ if it don’t been enough
when i hit that scorpion leg lock, the kevorkian death shot
i’m gettin’ bored while the feds watch
i brought a lord to a dead block, then on to the next spot
n*ggas can’t f*ck with me, n*gga, it’s butch
the biggest [?]
let’s go, ahh
[chorus: estee nack]
touchdown (hail mary)
rolly face, bust down
they want us to fail, but we up now
bucks piling up, goin’ through the roof
countin’ dollars, son, you know that we in loot
street scholars with gold up in the tooth
five percent, n*gga, showin’ you the truth
forty*five oliver, so lot of us boots, son
ghost rider doin’ donuts in the coop

- benny the butcher lyrics

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