Elcamino, Benny the Butcher - Shrimp at Phillipes lyrics
Benny the Butcher [Jeremie Damon Pennick] Buffalo, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Elcamino, Benny the Butcher - Shrimp at Phillipes lyrics]
I'm in that Benz truck counting
Wanna know about us
Scouting, putting dick in they
Spouses and I fuck up they houses
Quarter red jewels at outings
we standing on the couches
The feds don't know shit
Depend on how closed your mouth is
I told that bitch head up and
Just send me your routings
Skip the shouting i be in jail?
My deuce won a Benz
Ol' bitch's hating when she bend
I'm in the Range no tints
We eating shrimp at Phillipes
My main bitch from Greece
(uh) , we used to play the streets (uh)
Running from police (uh)
If I see the opps then I'm dumping out the V
(uh)
I'm on Venice beach, my life is a beach
Your life is a bitch
I'm 23 and rich, when you was 23
You was somewhere on your dick nigga
We lit, we lit, we rich
Ay yo I don’t remember waking up
Havin’ to put the oven on
Shit was so cold in the house
Now I wake up in the mornin’
I put this rollie on nigga
Shit’s still cold woke up in the villa uh
Feast up on chinchilla uh
It don’t get no realer
They can't believe I’m not a dealer
Hit the 'noco, get a fill up
Breakin’ kush down in the swisher
Bitches staring, take a picture and watch me
Ball like Chauncey Billups (uh)
She think she boujie
But she don’t own enough bags
To be that sassy we pick 'em up in foreigns
Drop em off in taxis
The feds gon’ celebrate the
Night they catch me (Suck my dick)
These bricks white as Ashley
We real hustlers so just the sight relax me
Uh my favourite rapper died from
Niggas poppin' still, your
Favorite rapper overdosed 'cause he
Was poppin' pills, uh
We used to hit the city up and shop for deals
Now I'm rich, fuck the house on it
I'm 'bout to cop the hill
They got too comfortable and lapped
By those guys from Buffalo
I toured on both coasts
No security like I'm untouchable
How I got this far without y'all
It got to puzzle you
I stepped on the court with support
But got the W griselda nigga
Wanna know about us
Scouting, putting dick in they
Spouses and I fuck up they houses
Quarter red jewels at outings
we standing on the couches
The feds don't know shit
Depend on how closed your mouth is
I told that bitch head up and
Just send me your routings
Skip the shouting i be in jail?
My deuce won a Benz
Ol' bitch's hating when she bend
I'm in the Range no tints
We eating shrimp at Phillipes
My main bitch from Greece
(uh) , we used to play the streets (uh)
Running from police (uh)
If I see the opps then I'm dumping out the V
(uh)
I'm on Venice beach, my life is a beach
Your life is a bitch
I'm 23 and rich, when you was 23
You was somewhere on your dick nigga
We lit, we lit, we rich
Ay yo I don’t remember waking up
Havin’ to put the oven on
Shit was so cold in the house
Now I wake up in the mornin’
I put this rollie on nigga
Shit’s still cold woke up in the villa uh
Feast up on chinchilla uh
It don’t get no realer
They can't believe I’m not a dealer
Hit the 'noco, get a fill up
Breakin’ kush down in the swisher
Bitches staring, take a picture and watch me
Ball like Chauncey Billups (uh)
She think she boujie
But she don’t own enough bags
To be that sassy we pick 'em up in foreigns
Drop em off in taxis
The feds gon’ celebrate the
Night they catch me (Suck my dick)
These bricks white as Ashley
We real hustlers so just the sight relax me
Uh my favourite rapper died from
Niggas poppin' still, your
Favorite rapper overdosed 'cause he
Was poppin' pills, uh
We used to hit the city up and shop for deals
Now I'm rich, fuck the house on it
I'm 'bout to cop the hill
They got too comfortable and lapped
By those guys from Buffalo
I toured on both coasts
No security like I'm untouchable
How I got this far without y'all
It got to puzzle you
I stepped on the court with support
But got the W griselda nigga