Overall Benny the Butcher & Harry Fraud (Ft. Chinx)
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[Intro: Benny the Butcher]
Yeah, these niggas can't tell me nothin' 'bout this rap shit (Uh)
The Butcher comin', nigga
La música de Harry Fraud
[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher & Teyonahhh]
Yo, I don't showboat, you niggas know though
Me and Bono minus Gina, we like Tony and Manolo
Your dough short as Frodo, I'm at the register like "What's the total?" (What's that?)
Since I kicked in the door I've been in go mode (It's me, nigga)
She asked the same question like, "Why you never smilin' in your photos?"
The same reason Bobby went solo, this TEC shootin' slow-mo (Slow-mo)
I'm tipsy ridin' shotgun in the Volvo
My shit punch like Miguel Cotto (Let's go)
Who went from whippin' soft Os to late night talk shows? (Me)
Y'all gettin' frail, I gеt the mail in Dior robes
Lord knows, my ear, nеck, and my wrist all froze (Huh)
As far as rewards go, every trophy I wore gold (Me, nigga)
This magic that I'm makin', Pyrex glasses was my major (Major)
It's hard to tell a butterfly from caterpillar stages (Ah)
They made me the underdog, I'm glad them niggas hated
Now it's hard to feel bad when I flash this little paper, BSF
[Chorus: Chinx & Benny the Butcher]
Early, never late, money forever tall
I'm in it for the bank, we winnin' overall
Early, never late, money forever tall
I'm in it for the bank, we winnin' overall (Ayy)
I'm creepin' in the 'Lac real slow
Keep a chopper for that riff, I let it go, you know (For sure, though)
Find him in the back, brim low
I ain't with cuffin' that trick, I let her go, you know (Woo, yo)
Yeah, these niggas can't tell me nothin' 'bout this rap shit (Uh)
The Butcher comin', nigga
La música de Harry Fraud
[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher & Teyonahhh]
Yo, I don't showboat, you niggas know though
Me and Bono minus Gina, we like Tony and Manolo
Your dough short as Frodo, I'm at the register like "What's the total?" (What's that?)
Since I kicked in the door I've been in go mode (It's me, nigga)
She asked the same question like, "Why you never smilin' in your photos?"
The same reason Bobby went solo, this TEC shootin' slow-mo (Slow-mo)
I'm tipsy ridin' shotgun in the Volvo
My shit punch like Miguel Cotto (Let's go)
Who went from whippin' soft Os to late night talk shows? (Me)
Y'all gettin' frail, I gеt the mail in Dior robes
Lord knows, my ear, nеck, and my wrist all froze (Huh)
As far as rewards go, every trophy I wore gold (Me, nigga)
This magic that I'm makin', Pyrex glasses was my major (Major)
It's hard to tell a butterfly from caterpillar stages (Ah)
They made me the underdog, I'm glad them niggas hated
Now it's hard to feel bad when I flash this little paper, BSF
[Chorus: Chinx & Benny the Butcher]
Early, never late, money forever tall
I'm in it for the bank, we winnin' overall
Early, never late, money forever tall
I'm in it for the bank, we winnin' overall (Ayy)
I'm creepin' in the 'Lac real slow
Keep a chopper for that riff, I let it go, you know (For sure, though)
Find him in the back, brim low
I ain't with cuffin' that trick, I let her go, you know (Woo, yo)
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