Lyrics BRON - Benny The Butcher
Ah,
I
ain't
even
gon'
count
down
for
you
niggas
(turn
the
beat
up
some)
The
Butcher
comin',
I'ma
surprise
you
niggas
I
been
on
So
long,
people
startin'
to
hate
it,
they
feel
scorn
I
see
the
looks
on
all
they
faces
and
I'm
torn
It's
like,
I
ain't
wanna
do
this,
but
if
it
gotta
be
a
shootin'
I
guess
I'ma
be
the
shooter,
you
been
warned
I'm
in
this
bitch,
poppin'
Ace
like
I'm
Shawn
They
play
your
shit,
look
at
the
gang
and
then
we
yawn
Why
would
he
make
that
lame
choice?
Man,
these
niggas
couldn't
score
if
they
had
game
point
And
I'm
'Bron
After
the
chip,
I
told
my
folks
back
home,
"So
long"
I
move
my
family
and
my
bricks
to
a
place
where
it's
warm
I'm
back
in
championship
condition
I
can't
resist
all
this
winnin'
It's
like
me
and
success
built
a
bond
So
let's
stay
brief
I'm
in
a
rush
at
TSA,
they
tryna
X-ray
me
I
made
my
bitch
so
bad
that
her
ex
can't
speak
The
only
way
to
make
her
litter
is
a
sex
tape
leak,
a
little
porn
Hahaha
Come
on,
I'm
just
fuckin'
around
(uh-huh)
Yeah,
uh
Fuck
the
world,
am
I
wrong?
I'm
in
the
V.I.P.,
a
hundred
nigga
strong
Hustlers
yellin'
from
the
bleachers,
"Put
me
on"
I
ran
it
up,
ain't
take
me
long
My
life
a
story
out
of
Psalms
And
I
can
put
that
on
my
mother,
first-born
In
my
city,
I'm
King
Kong
Kim
Jong-un,
to
me,
you
niggas
like
this
small
Say,
"White
bitch,"
I
probably
meant
what
a
brick
cost
I'm
in
a
five-star
hotel
suite
with
a
Swiss
broad
Then
I'm
gone
Pinky
ring
of
a
don
Bad
boy
like
I'm
Sean
I'm
like
Goldeneye
Bond
That's
25
inf'
beams
scopin'
out
harm
(brrt)
So
how
you
niggas
gon'
hide
from
us
with
polka
dots
on?
You
niggas
is
drawn
You
probably
heard
when
I
got
shot
I
brought
a
Rollie,
AP,
and
a
Cartier
after
that
watch
(you
heard
that
too)
I
been
back
home
50
times
since
all
the
rumors
were
chillin'
These
killers
with
me
keep
asking
me,
"What
we
doin'?"
Them
niggas
bored
Ayy,
yo,
get
the
champagne
Ayy,
yo,
Hit-Boy,
we
gon'
get
the
champagne
and
goggles
We
sprayin'
this
shit
everywhere,
we
goin'
to
Illio's
Tell
'em
open
the
back
room
up
for
us
Let's
go
And
I'm
'Bron
After
the
chip,
I
told
my
folks
back
home,
"So
long"
I
move
my
family
and
my
bricks
to
a
place
where
it's
warm
I'm
back
in
championship
condition
I
can't
resist
all
this
winnin'
It's
like
me
and
success
built
a
bond
(bond)
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