Benny the Butcher - Rubber Bands & Weight lyrics
Benny the Butcher [Jeremie Damon Pennick] Buffalo, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Benny the Butcher - Rubber Bands & Weight lyrics]
Uh huh, yeah, yeah uh huh, yeah
Ayo, Al, I got you
Ayo, the Butcher coming, nigga
Look, I got ten niggas with me
All body catchers
That’s ten straps and Air Max 97s
You know why we legends, ask the streets
Yeah they watched me stretch it
I put the microwave on 90 seconds
The day my brother died like 9
11, I missed him he smoked a big one when he
Took that backseat ride to heaven
She see my watch, but I don’t got a second
This wrist got us extras
It’s in the pot doing calisthenics
They talk tough talk
But they don’t want no issues
All they talk is gunplay
But they don’t own no pistols
Sat down at a meeting, manteca on the menu
Red laser on the nickel
Turn a hater to a Hindu
If you used to being broke
Then this paper gon' offend you
Niggas either dick riding or they
Paid for their credentials
I was young, the plug told
Me, "Just be patient, i’ma hit you
Shit slow, work with me
Just take what I can give you"
I took that, doubled back and got greater
I continued 'Cause my loyalty as good as any
Favor I could lend you
You can hate, but I’m official
I don’t break 'cause I ain't brittle
That’s real G shit, if you
A gangster, I commend you, ah
Cocaine jumping out the pot
Rubber bands and weight
Dope fiends walking up the block
Rubber bands and weight
6am, but I ain’t closing shop
My other plans can wait
It’s Tana, nigga, yeah, you know my block
Did twenty grand a day
Cocaine jumping out the pot
Rubber bands and weight
Dope fiends walking up the block
Rubber bands and weight
6am, but I ain’t closing shop
My other plans can wait
It’s Tana, nigga, yeah, you know my block
Did twenty grand a day
My background official
I don’t back down from issues
I spin back ‘round and get you
Pull my mask down and clip you
You can go and check my record
Not a blemish on my file
The whole Griselda bought Rolexes and
Put VSs on the dial
My man calling home sick
Said he stressing over trial
I said, "You get a hundred years
You still a legend in the town"
We was youngsters who grew to be crooked
They threw me in booking
This beef shit, speak up, this Uzi’ll cook it
They played hoops
I played the stoop with the
Tool in the bushes
First day I met your old lady
She threw me the pussy
Yeah, we real niggas, hundred grand
That’s my mother fault
I need another vault, nigga, yeah
That’s hustler talk in this game of life
It mean death if you come up short
My man doing a stretch for a
Body that his brother caught
Cocaine jumping out the pot, so you know
That my post game standing on
This block like Karl Malone, ah
Cocaine jumping out the pot
Rubber bands and weight
Dope fiends walking up the block
Rubber bands and weight
6am, but I ain’t closing shop
My other plans can wait
It’s Tana, nigga, yeah, you know my block
Did twenty grand a day
Cocaine jumping out the pot
Rubber bands and weight
Dope fiends walking up the block
Rubber bands and weight
6am, but I ain’t closing shop
My other plans can wait
It’s Tana, nigga, yeah, you know my block
Did twenty grand a day
Rubber bands and weight
Rubber bands and weight
My other plans can wait
Did twenty grand a day
Rubber bands and weight
Rubber bands and weight
Ayo, Al, I got you
Ayo, the Butcher coming, nigga
Look, I got ten niggas with me
All body catchers
That’s ten straps and Air Max 97s
You know why we legends, ask the streets
Yeah they watched me stretch it
I put the microwave on 90 seconds
The day my brother died like 9
11, I missed him he smoked a big one when he
Took that backseat ride to heaven
She see my watch, but I don’t got a second
This wrist got us extras
It’s in the pot doing calisthenics
They talk tough talk
But they don’t want no issues
All they talk is gunplay
But they don’t own no pistols
Sat down at a meeting, manteca on the menu
Red laser on the nickel
Turn a hater to a Hindu
If you used to being broke
Then this paper gon' offend you
Niggas either dick riding or they
Paid for their credentials
I was young, the plug told
Me, "Just be patient, i’ma hit you
Shit slow, work with me
Just take what I can give you"
I took that, doubled back and got greater
I continued 'Cause my loyalty as good as any
Favor I could lend you
You can hate, but I’m official
I don’t break 'cause I ain't brittle
That’s real G shit, if you
A gangster, I commend you, ah
Cocaine jumping out the pot
Rubber bands and weight
Dope fiends walking up the block
Rubber bands and weight
6am, but I ain’t closing shop
My other plans can wait
It’s Tana, nigga, yeah, you know my block
Did twenty grand a day
Cocaine jumping out the pot
Rubber bands and weight
Dope fiends walking up the block
Rubber bands and weight
6am, but I ain’t closing shop
My other plans can wait
It’s Tana, nigga, yeah, you know my block
Did twenty grand a day
My background official
I don’t back down from issues
I spin back ‘round and get you
Pull my mask down and clip you
You can go and check my record
Not a blemish on my file
The whole Griselda bought Rolexes and
Put VSs on the dial
My man calling home sick
Said he stressing over trial
I said, "You get a hundred years
You still a legend in the town"
We was youngsters who grew to be crooked
They threw me in booking
This beef shit, speak up, this Uzi’ll cook it
They played hoops
I played the stoop with the
Tool in the bushes
First day I met your old lady
She threw me the pussy
Yeah, we real niggas, hundred grand
That’s my mother fault
I need another vault, nigga, yeah
That’s hustler talk in this game of life
It mean death if you come up short
My man doing a stretch for a
Body that his brother caught
Cocaine jumping out the pot, so you know
That my post game standing on
This block like Karl Malone, ah
Cocaine jumping out the pot
Rubber bands and weight
Dope fiends walking up the block
Rubber bands and weight
6am, but I ain’t closing shop
My other plans can wait
It’s Tana, nigga, yeah, you know my block
Did twenty grand a day
Cocaine jumping out the pot
Rubber bands and weight
Dope fiends walking up the block
Rubber bands and weight
6am, but I ain’t closing shop
My other plans can wait
It’s Tana, nigga, yeah, you know my block
Did twenty grand a day
Rubber bands and weight
Rubber bands and weight
My other plans can wait
Did twenty grand a day
Rubber bands and weight
Rubber bands and weight