Benny the Butcher - Benny Electronic lyrics
Benny the Butcher [Jeremie Damon Pennick] Buffalo, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Benny the Butcher - Benny Electronic lyrics]
Chains ain't having that, stuck like a magnet
Last year I really seen a cocaine avalanche
And I'm on that trap shit
Still spending no dough
Plus I got a new bitch, fuck all my old hoes
Niggas on that hip-hop
I'm talking whip rocks
Swear to God, I get 36 in that Ziploc
'06 was my last bill
That was like a pit'stop
I don't fuck with rappers though
Treat them like they piss pots
Rocks in my Audemars
Traded in my Swiss watch
Yo bitch call before she come
I get ready for her
She put that pussy on me like
It's too heavy for her
She told me "daddy chill
Let me count that fetti for you"
We fuck, roll a Dutch
Then she makes spaghetti for us
Take a Polaroid
Promise you Imma blow this bitch
I bought a choppa then had it
Shoot out and sold this shit after I fuck
I'm acting like I don't know the bitch
He got the key to her cuffs
It's like he own the bitch
Aw man, niggas done gone ham
You fuck with lmy little man
I'm partners with y'all fam
Shit, I'm just saying I'm a boss-ass nigga
Cross that line, it's gone cost that nigga
We all cold in the streets
I'ma charge that nigga pussy
Look, and off that Remy I'm stunting
Doing donuts like I just won the Indy 500
Any nigga in the city know Benny I run it
Anything to do with coke dog
Really I done it, look
Trust me
Until them grams dry out I'm trapping
I'll put a spot by your grandma house
I get it cheap as a bitch when my man fly out
It's a two day trip, shit my man far out
I'll sell it but don't touch it
Like my hands tied down
Ay, I'm cold like a polar bear toes bitch
The kind of weather that you
Gotta wipe your nose in
Sold weed, now I get it white like a hoe
All white, you can cook price on the low and
I stay diamond'd up and I smoke exotic, what?
I talk cocaine, I'm no Jay Electronica
I'm no Lupe or I'm just honest, what?
From a famous dope block, how ironic bruh
Fed case at 18, evidence was mad enough
Not again
I'm doing numbers on that old strip
To be real I got a deal on them whole bricks
Turn one to two, mixed like Nicole Rich
All I know is cocaine
You ain't never sold shit
Last year I really seen a cocaine avalanche
And I'm on that trap shit
Still spending no dough
Plus I got a new bitch, fuck all my old hoes
Niggas on that hip-hop
I'm talking whip rocks
Swear to God, I get 36 in that Ziploc
'06 was my last bill
That was like a pit'stop
I don't fuck with rappers though
Treat them like they piss pots
Rocks in my Audemars
Traded in my Swiss watch
Yo bitch call before she come
I get ready for her
She put that pussy on me like
It's too heavy for her
She told me "daddy chill
Let me count that fetti for you"
We fuck, roll a Dutch
Then she makes spaghetti for us
Take a Polaroid
Promise you Imma blow this bitch
I bought a choppa then had it
Shoot out and sold this shit after I fuck
I'm acting like I don't know the bitch
He got the key to her cuffs
It's like he own the bitch
Aw man, niggas done gone ham
You fuck with lmy little man
I'm partners with y'all fam
Shit, I'm just saying I'm a boss-ass nigga
Cross that line, it's gone cost that nigga
We all cold in the streets
I'ma charge that nigga pussy
Look, and off that Remy I'm stunting
Doing donuts like I just won the Indy 500
Any nigga in the city know Benny I run it
Anything to do with coke dog
Really I done it, look
Trust me
Until them grams dry out I'm trapping
I'll put a spot by your grandma house
I get it cheap as a bitch when my man fly out
It's a two day trip, shit my man far out
I'll sell it but don't touch it
Like my hands tied down
Ay, I'm cold like a polar bear toes bitch
The kind of weather that you
Gotta wipe your nose in
Sold weed, now I get it white like a hoe
All white, you can cook price on the low and
I stay diamond'd up and I smoke exotic, what?
I talk cocaine, I'm no Jay Electronica
I'm no Lupe or I'm just honest, what?
From a famous dope block, how ironic bruh
Fed case at 18, evidence was mad enough
Not again
I'm doing numbers on that old strip
To be real I got a deal on them whole bricks
Turn one to two, mixed like Nicole Rich
All I know is cocaine
You ain't never sold shit