Belly, Benny the Butcher - Money on the Table lyrics
Benny the Butcher [Jeremie Damon Pennick] Buffalo, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Belly, Benny the Butcher - Money on the Table lyrics]
Nearly half the record amount of
Cocaine seized last year
Came in one operation, busted in November
Eight hundred kilograms of cocaine
Were discovered, and six people charged
I play to win, my old foes tryna make amends
(Who?) just 'cause we got the same enemies
That don't make us friends
Nothing's makin' sense
I'm watchin' angels sin
I'm seein' demons repent, for now
I play the fence
When I got nothin' left to give
That's when they take offense
Life through these black shaded tints
Maybach Mercedes Benz
They came and went like pretend
Friends and the latest trends
Underdog, fuck an undercard, I'm
The main event, ugh
My body covered in tattoos and battle scars
Made it through the dark
I guess the sky was out of stars
Late nights, so high, we don't
Say, "Hi, " we say, "Safe flight"
My energy big, I feel like Frank White (Uh)
Money on the table like the poker stars
I send your bitch to
Vegas where they overcharge
Uh, in the kitchen whippin' culinary (Ah)
I smoke so much, I'm fuckin' up my pulmonary
Huh
I got two bitches, one a ratchet
And one my wife
One, I cock before bed, the other
I kiss good night
I know money made y'all soft, not us
I'm still hungry
Y'all make enough just to pay
Bills monthly and feel comfy
Any bitch I bought a bag for, trust me
She carry yay
I used to rarely play, now every day
It's Perrier
I stood on this ferry late, I was trappin'
But barely ate now I got water in my
Jewelry case, like Erie Lake, yeah
You know it's money on the
Table like the poker stars, nigga
(Like the poker stars)
And I can make you famous
When the coke dissolve
It's hard to trust niggas
They only begin off loyal
So the best advice somebody could give
You is get a lawyer, motherfucker
Too much stress
I was playin' chess with the reaper
Million dollar man
Puttin' rappers in a sleeper
I mean this shit is crazy
They say I'm actin' different lately
Fool's gold, I swear to God, this shit fugazi
In the kitchen, chickens on me
Whippin' gravy
And life's a bitch, but, baby
That's the bitch that raised me
Life's a bitch, but, baby
That's the bitch that raised me
Life's a bitch, but, baby
That's the bitch that raised me
Cocaine seized last year
Came in one operation, busted in November
Eight hundred kilograms of cocaine
Were discovered, and six people charged
I play to win, my old foes tryna make amends
(Who?) just 'cause we got the same enemies
That don't make us friends
Nothing's makin' sense
I'm watchin' angels sin
I'm seein' demons repent, for now
I play the fence
When I got nothin' left to give
That's when they take offense
Life through these black shaded tints
Maybach Mercedes Benz
They came and went like pretend
Friends and the latest trends
Underdog, fuck an undercard, I'm
The main event, ugh
My body covered in tattoos and battle scars
Made it through the dark
I guess the sky was out of stars
Late nights, so high, we don't
Say, "Hi, " we say, "Safe flight"
My energy big, I feel like Frank White (Uh)
Money on the table like the poker stars
I send your bitch to
Vegas where they overcharge
Uh, in the kitchen whippin' culinary (Ah)
I smoke so much, I'm fuckin' up my pulmonary
Huh
I got two bitches, one a ratchet
And one my wife
One, I cock before bed, the other
I kiss good night
I know money made y'all soft, not us
I'm still hungry
Y'all make enough just to pay
Bills monthly and feel comfy
Any bitch I bought a bag for, trust me
She carry yay
I used to rarely play, now every day
It's Perrier
I stood on this ferry late, I was trappin'
But barely ate now I got water in my
Jewelry case, like Erie Lake, yeah
You know it's money on the
Table like the poker stars, nigga
(Like the poker stars)
And I can make you famous
When the coke dissolve
It's hard to trust niggas
They only begin off loyal
So the best advice somebody could give
You is get a lawyer, motherfucker
Too much stress
I was playin' chess with the reaper
Million dollar man
Puttin' rappers in a sleeper
I mean this shit is crazy
They say I'm actin' different lately
Fool's gold, I swear to God, this shit fugazi
In the kitchen, chickens on me
Whippin' gravy
And life's a bitch, but, baby
That's the bitch that raised me
Life's a bitch, but, baby
That's the bitch that raised me
Life's a bitch, but, baby
That's the bitch that raised me