Benny the Butcher, 2 Chainz, Harry Fraud - Plug Talk lyrics
Benny the Butcher [Jeremie Damon Pennick] Buffalo, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
Tauheed Epps
[Benny the Butcher, 2 Chainz, Harry Fraud - Plug Talk lyrics]
Ah, the Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, Harry, you crazy for this shit ah
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
Yeah, uh, in interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
Uh, yeah, in interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk yeah, uh
I only do it for the gangsters
Niggas tellin' me I saved it
Quarter million for a tour overseas
I might have to learn another language
You the richest on the team
But you still work the hardest, make changes
I fucked around and got famous
Right when the dope game got dangerous
In my interviews talkin' plug talk
On my last album, I explained it
When the fork tellin' you the work lockin'
Clean the sink out and then drain it, uh
Real niggas underrated
That's why we never celebrated
True story, got a quarter from my plug
On the day I got raided
Held it down, I ain't lose it
Think he told, but can't prove it
You hear sounds of the pot scrapin'
Me, I only hear music
Co-sign, I don't need one
I was a shooter, now I feed one
Hundred bands in the fridge
Next to a stick of butter and Capri Suns
My lil' bitch ass the fattest
Body like she work at Magic
And since I'm rich, I deserve her
If she fuck a broke nigga, that's tragic
I flew her in from Houston
She listen to Scarface and Travis
Got the coat with the Fs on the jacket
Got the kicks from Bal Harbour to match it
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
Ah, uh, yeah, uh
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk uh, yeah
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk yeah
Bilingual and I'm multifaceted
Kris Kringle when I'm in my baggage
Hundred feet above average
By twenty-one, I was a savage
By twenty-two, I had a foreign
By twenty-three, I had crashed it
On twenty-fours like Mashburn
Twenty-five lighters on my dresser, yessir
Plug talk like a Tesla
Ball hard, Uncle Fester
Did this with no effort
Put you in the hospital
And put logos on the stretcher
Glide on 'em like Drexler
Slide on 'em like home plate
Man, you need to know the code gate
Gettin' cheese like Colgate
I can make the fork rotate
I only care about me
I'll tell you "Happy Birthday"
On the wrong day
Turkey bags was my best friend
Bodyguard was a FN
I need a garage to put a jet in
Yeah, in a foreign, that's my element
Got a scale that weigh a elephant
Hell-bound, but I'm Heaven sent
In the bank, Bill Bellamy
Mean I'm laughin' with the bag
Hit my plug on FaceTime
Make an order with my hands, yeah
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayo, Harry, you crazy for this shit ah
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
Yeah, uh, in interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
Uh, yeah, in interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk yeah, uh
I only do it for the gangsters
Niggas tellin' me I saved it
Quarter million for a tour overseas
I might have to learn another language
You the richest on the team
But you still work the hardest, make changes
I fucked around and got famous
Right when the dope game got dangerous
In my interviews talkin' plug talk
On my last album, I explained it
When the fork tellin' you the work lockin'
Clean the sink out and then drain it, uh
Real niggas underrated
That's why we never celebrated
True story, got a quarter from my plug
On the day I got raided
Held it down, I ain't lose it
Think he told, but can't prove it
You hear sounds of the pot scrapin'
Me, I only hear music
Co-sign, I don't need one
I was a shooter, now I feed one
Hundred bands in the fridge
Next to a stick of butter and Capri Suns
My lil' bitch ass the fattest
Body like she work at Magic
And since I'm rich, I deserve her
If she fuck a broke nigga, that's tragic
I flew her in from Houston
She listen to Scarface and Travis
Got the coat with the Fs on the jacket
Got the kicks from Bal Harbour to match it
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
Ah, uh, yeah, uh
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk uh, yeah
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk yeah
Bilingual and I'm multifaceted
Kris Kringle when I'm in my baggage
Hundred feet above average
By twenty-one, I was a savage
By twenty-two, I had a foreign
By twenty-three, I had crashed it
On twenty-fours like Mashburn
Twenty-five lighters on my dresser, yessir
Plug talk like a Tesla
Ball hard, Uncle Fester
Did this with no effort
Put you in the hospital
And put logos on the stretcher
Glide on 'em like Drexler
Slide on 'em like home plate
Man, you need to know the code gate
Gettin' cheese like Colgate
I can make the fork rotate
I only care about me
I'll tell you "Happy Birthday"
On the wrong day
Turkey bags was my best friend
Bodyguard was a FN
I need a garage to put a jet in
Yeah, in a foreign, that's my element
Got a scale that weigh a elephant
Hell-bound, but I'm Heaven sent
In the bank, Bill Bellamy
Mean I'm laughin' with the bag
Hit my plug on FaceTime
Make an order with my hands, yeah
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
In interviews talkin' plug talk
Got my name off of drug talk
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah