Benny the Butcher - AG lyrics
Benny the Butcher [Jeremie Damon Pennick] Buffalo, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Benny the Butcher - AG lyrics]
Back for the first time, uh
Catch a contact from the purp' I puff
I’ma pull a strap if it's worth my guns
When you chirp I come
Yeah, I'm a muhfuckin’ G
Few stacks won't hurt my funds
Spend it on a 'Lac if it's worth my ones
Kill 'em in a trap in a verse, I'm done
When you chirp I come
Yeah, I'm a muhfuckin' G
BENNY man, AKA yay’ in the minivan
One ball dissolves to a kilogram
Holla at the mayor, I was playin’ with
A brick of sand, fifth'd jam, damn
I’m the man to the citizens
No tie, no suit, blow pine, gold
Coupe, no roof, hoes like
"oh why you so cute?"
I be that sex symbol, I'm goin'
Out tonight, smoke out the right
Gun hangin' out the left window
Ayy, shells fallin’ to the ground
I'ma shoot to the skip while
I fall into the lounge
Homie in the trap, you can call me
For the chow, homie's just a rat
They gon' call me for the trial
Hood nigga spend his whole life in
The streets, cross the wrong man
End his life in a week
His bitch pawn his chain, take
His ice to the cheats
She probably thought it was cute
It was triflin' and me? Everybody hated
Rated twice in a week
I'm the mayor fuckboy, save it
I ain't finna break
Mami, scrape the plate, I ain't finna waste
Nah
I ain't finna chase money I ain't finna make
I'm the boss, everybody wanna fit in my shoes
Guess they feel they gettin' closer
If they figure I lose
Tryna get a point across that
I feel I can prove
But when they start gangin' up
There ain't shit I can do
What goes around comes back
Around, you can die, honest
Leave you do your little dirt
You provide drama
You can buy armour, or you can buy my album
One hit'll blow it up like a suicide bomber
Rap beef, nah, dawg, leave it alone
Talk cheap, cross me, I'ma leave it to pros -
Hitman, click-blam while you're
Leavin' ya show
Niggas leavin' with attitudes I'm
Leavin' with hoes
Half-sleep, half-drunk so I'm
Weavin' the road tell her bring that Dutch
I got weed in a bowl
Classics, yeah I mastered three in a row
Nigga, SE the gang, uh, G is the code
Back for the first time, uh
Catch a contact from the purp' I puff
I'ma pull a strap if it's worth my guns
When you chirp I come
Yeah, I'm a muhfuckin' G
Catch a contact from the purp' I puff
I’ma pull a strap if it's worth my guns
When you chirp I come
Yeah, I'm a muhfuckin’ G
Few stacks won't hurt my funds
Spend it on a 'Lac if it's worth my ones
Kill 'em in a trap in a verse, I'm done
When you chirp I come
Yeah, I'm a muhfuckin' G
BENNY man, AKA yay’ in the minivan
One ball dissolves to a kilogram
Holla at the mayor, I was playin’ with
A brick of sand, fifth'd jam, damn
I’m the man to the citizens
No tie, no suit, blow pine, gold
Coupe, no roof, hoes like
"oh why you so cute?"
I be that sex symbol, I'm goin'
Out tonight, smoke out the right
Gun hangin' out the left window
Ayy, shells fallin’ to the ground
I'ma shoot to the skip while
I fall into the lounge
Homie in the trap, you can call me
For the chow, homie's just a rat
They gon' call me for the trial
Hood nigga spend his whole life in
The streets, cross the wrong man
End his life in a week
His bitch pawn his chain, take
His ice to the cheats
She probably thought it was cute
It was triflin' and me? Everybody hated
Rated twice in a week
I'm the mayor fuckboy, save it
I ain't finna break
Mami, scrape the plate, I ain't finna waste
Nah
I ain't finna chase money I ain't finna make
I'm the boss, everybody wanna fit in my shoes
Guess they feel they gettin' closer
If they figure I lose
Tryna get a point across that
I feel I can prove
But when they start gangin' up
There ain't shit I can do
What goes around comes back
Around, you can die, honest
Leave you do your little dirt
You provide drama
You can buy armour, or you can buy my album
One hit'll blow it up like a suicide bomber
Rap beef, nah, dawg, leave it alone
Talk cheap, cross me, I'ma leave it to pros -
Hitman, click-blam while you're
Leavin' ya show
Niggas leavin' with attitudes I'm
Leavin' with hoes
Half-sleep, half-drunk so I'm
Weavin' the road tell her bring that Dutch
I got weed in a bowl
Classics, yeah I mastered three in a row
Nigga, SE the gang, uh, G is the code
Back for the first time, uh
Catch a contact from the purp' I puff
I'ma pull a strap if it's worth my guns
When you chirp I come
Yeah, I'm a muhfuckin' G