Benny the Butcher - Flood the Block lyrics
Benny the Butcher [Jeremie Damon Pennick] Buffalo, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Benny the Butcher - Flood the Block lyrics]
Griselda respect the scorpion, nigga
Ah the butcher comin', nigga
Y'all know what it is, nigga
Black Soprano Family, nigga brrt
Gave niggas the benefit
Talked it out when I could've
Paid killers to finish it
Grave diggers that's generous (Uh, huh)
From a corner store
Now we made niggas with businesses
In courtrooms
I ate with them same niggas they mentionin'
My album
I wrote down cocaine dealin' definitive
(Okay) you had to play the game
To really spit that articulate
The word about my name is
I paint them pictures meticulous
And rode with a brick on the train
Feelin' adventurous
Brought 'em fifteen thousand and
Got it all back
The money slow, I hit the bottom
I was down to a stack
I thought about it, took a moment
Then rerouted my map
And moved my family out of town
In a condo off rap fuck a diss song
I wanna hear the sound of y'all gats
(Shoot somethin')
Pound in y'all lap, ridin'
Dressed down in all black
And that gangster shit you warn don't
Come out 'til y'all rap
And that old work you put in
Don't count 'cause y'all rats, uh
Bimmer weavin' between cars
Got me breathin' hard servin' clean
We dream large with uneven odds
It won't ever inconvenience me
To leave a broad
Sometimes you sever ties even if
It leave a scar (True shit)
It's gon' take a bank vault for
That advance to suit me (Ah)
And I'ma buy Versace since they bannin' Gucci
In interviews they ask me questions
And I answer truthfully
Fiend cooked that half for a can
Of beer and a loosie
I flood the streets with
Drugs and clock dollars
Get the cream with my team and I'm ghost
Only the real can relate we
Get the money live
You know the rules to the game
I flood the streets with
Drugs and clock dollars
Get the cream with my team and I'm ghost
Only the real can relate we
Get the money live
Ah the butcher comin', nigga
Y'all know what it is, nigga
Black Soprano Family, nigga brrt
Gave niggas the benefit
Talked it out when I could've
Paid killers to finish it
Grave diggers that's generous (Uh, huh)
From a corner store
Now we made niggas with businesses
In courtrooms
I ate with them same niggas they mentionin'
My album
I wrote down cocaine dealin' definitive
(Okay) you had to play the game
To really spit that articulate
The word about my name is
I paint them pictures meticulous
And rode with a brick on the train
Feelin' adventurous
Brought 'em fifteen thousand and
Got it all back
The money slow, I hit the bottom
I was down to a stack
I thought about it, took a moment
Then rerouted my map
And moved my family out of town
In a condo off rap fuck a diss song
I wanna hear the sound of y'all gats
(Shoot somethin')
Pound in y'all lap, ridin'
Dressed down in all black
And that gangster shit you warn don't
Come out 'til y'all rap
And that old work you put in
Don't count 'cause y'all rats, uh
Bimmer weavin' between cars
Got me breathin' hard servin' clean
We dream large with uneven odds
It won't ever inconvenience me
To leave a broad
Sometimes you sever ties even if
It leave a scar (True shit)
It's gon' take a bank vault for
That advance to suit me (Ah)
And I'ma buy Versace since they bannin' Gucci
In interviews they ask me questions
And I answer truthfully
Fiend cooked that half for a can
Of beer and a loosie
I flood the streets with
Drugs and clock dollars
Get the cream with my team and I'm ghost
Only the real can relate we
Get the money live
You know the rules to the game
I flood the streets with
Drugs and clock dollars
Get the cream with my team and I'm ghost
Only the real can relate we
Get the money live