Tristate Gates, Benny the Butcher - NY Native lyrics
Benny the Butcher [Jeremie Damon Pennick] Buffalo, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Tristate Gates, Benny the Butcher - NY Native lyrics]
While I'm watching every nigga
Watching me closely
Still a New York native and I got
No sleep stash box under both seats
In front of cats
Telling nigga how I roast beef
Close quarters with the toast heat
Seen both sides of the gun on both streets
And managed to avoid every drug raid
And all them coke sweeps
And gang round ups, how could you doubt us?
We from crownvicts now we hold the crown up
I put the town up
Premature with this four-pounder
You stay from round us
So sleep with flounders
Realest shit I ever spit
It's strong sativa in my medicine
The fresh prince, and leave no evidencе
The skybox like my residеnce
The seats are soft as my leather is
The Louie on my leather, man
Niggas talk with a stick and
Get a drum answer
Who wants smoke with the kid?
Cuz this is lung cancer
Penthouse on my bitch and let my son answer
Nigga you tryin' get rich?
It's only one answer
Burned out, pops let me count 50k
Odd twentys, age fifteen
I swear I was turned out
Learned how corners get you cornered
On my first route do it for the love of the
Game that never works out gate the shoes
You heard it from the horse's mouth
Porche trunk
I'm trying take my Porche and out
It's the mob, they can't cross us out
Cross your T's, dot your I's
If they ever have to offer out
Sport a thousand dollar shoe
When I'm walking out
Copycats awkward now when they
Tryin' mock our style
I'm dripping on these niggas like a scammers
Dripping on these niggas right on camera
That's so in sight
My man see you it's on nigga
That's green light
Beam bright, 223s a machines light
We from extreme plights
Seen nights turn into a horror scene
Like something out of Vietnam
To each is own when we reach for arms
Don't forget how special you is
Cuz they left you for dead
Come back of a stretch
They expect you to beg
Playing tetris will get you a Benz
We now regret the loose ends
Be careful till them teks
Finally get you revenge
300 grams of fentanyl, drop a brick to attend
She in her bedroom sleep
While we weighing fish in the
She missing forks out of kitchen again
2018 was fucked up so we may lose some men
Got my table dirty, cleaned it up with bleach
Hot facing 20, but he not talking cheap
Trick blew trial
We down a hundred thou' on lawyer fees
Feds had a press conference
They said they cleaned us off the streets
How was that true when I'm
Still selling verses like capsules
She helped me count the bread
She into that too
I'm not a rap dude, no
I'm the cat who made magical crack
Spoons in kitchens smaller than bathrooms
Plug was getting cane by the pound
You find him out
You catch him picking change of the ground
Stack your bread, trust me
You gotta save all them thous'
You know how it end when
You putting weight thous'
Real niggas winning
Ain't no other way to put it
I've been locked so much
I know the staff at Central Booking
Dropped my last shit
Just to see how it was looking
Came through and took it
Soon as I got my foot in
Watching me closely
Still a New York native and I got
No sleep stash box under both seats
In front of cats
Telling nigga how I roast beef
Close quarters with the toast heat
Seen both sides of the gun on both streets
And managed to avoid every drug raid
And all them coke sweeps
And gang round ups, how could you doubt us?
We from crownvicts now we hold the crown up
I put the town up
Premature with this four-pounder
You stay from round us
So sleep with flounders
Realest shit I ever spit
It's strong sativa in my medicine
The fresh prince, and leave no evidencе
The skybox like my residеnce
The seats are soft as my leather is
The Louie on my leather, man
Niggas talk with a stick and
Get a drum answer
Who wants smoke with the kid?
Cuz this is lung cancer
Penthouse on my bitch and let my son answer
Nigga you tryin' get rich?
It's only one answer
Burned out, pops let me count 50k
Odd twentys, age fifteen
I swear I was turned out
Learned how corners get you cornered
On my first route do it for the love of the
Game that never works out gate the shoes
You heard it from the horse's mouth
Porche trunk
I'm trying take my Porche and out
It's the mob, they can't cross us out
Cross your T's, dot your I's
If they ever have to offer out
Sport a thousand dollar shoe
When I'm walking out
Copycats awkward now when they
Tryin' mock our style
I'm dripping on these niggas like a scammers
Dripping on these niggas right on camera
That's so in sight
My man see you it's on nigga
That's green light
Beam bright, 223s a machines light
We from extreme plights
Seen nights turn into a horror scene
Like something out of Vietnam
To each is own when we reach for arms
Don't forget how special you is
Cuz they left you for dead
Come back of a stretch
They expect you to beg
Playing tetris will get you a Benz
We now regret the loose ends
Be careful till them teks
Finally get you revenge
300 grams of fentanyl, drop a brick to attend
She in her bedroom sleep
While we weighing fish in the
She missing forks out of kitchen again
2018 was fucked up so we may lose some men
Got my table dirty, cleaned it up with bleach
Hot facing 20, but he not talking cheap
Trick blew trial
We down a hundred thou' on lawyer fees
Feds had a press conference
They said they cleaned us off the streets
How was that true when I'm
Still selling verses like capsules
She helped me count the bread
She into that too
I'm not a rap dude, no
I'm the cat who made magical crack
Spoons in kitchens smaller than bathrooms
Plug was getting cane by the pound
You find him out
You catch him picking change of the ground
Stack your bread, trust me
You gotta save all them thous'
You know how it end when
You putting weight thous'
Real niggas winning
Ain't no other way to put it
I've been locked so much
I know the staff at Central Booking
Dropped my last shit
Just to see how it was looking
Came through and took it
Soon as I got my foot in