Top Songs By Benny the Butcher
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benny the Butcher
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremie Pennick
Lyrics
Howard "Harlem Zone" Fickling
Composer
Nicholas Thierry Wathieu
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nyckles Productionz
Producer
Harlem Zone
Producer
John Sparkz
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Ah, ah, Big Butch, the Butcher comin', ****
Summertime Butch
Aye-yo, Nyckles, let's load up
Yeah, hey, yo, yo, tell me this
These are the real Sopranos
Why would y'all even assume that these **** is a threat?
Why would y'all even assume that these **** is ready for this type of shit?
Ah, the Butcher comin', ****
Yo, Big Butchy
[Verse 1]
A lot of y'all don't got the right to speak
Your money short, your ice look weak
This a different type of beef
I sent hits twice this week
The trifling me, even gave my bitch a jack
So my wife can eat, that's right, ****
I really gave her smack, but ain't no Ike in me
The fight in me, like Holyfield
The competition bitin' me, you know it's real
I fed **** anyway, I guess that's life for me
That's light for me
And I really do this shit, and ain't no hype in me
You gotta think that through
The price for you ain't the price for me
Seen dope money, seen legal cake
New money and wrinkle cake
When I open up them bills, that shit look like Al Pacino face
Them .308 rifle shells, they move at a torpedo pace
The opps gotta relocate, we get that bitch too
You think she so safe
D-O-A, Butch gon' bring them racks to you like B-O-A
Ankle monitor, furthest I could go a hundred feet away
But check it, why wait for them streams to pay when I'm a triple beam away
From lockin' everything away and throwin' the keys away?
That's gangsta, every ship need a anchor
Had to trap in South Buff, the licks came from Salamanca
No thank ya, but I'm a soccer dad now
I told my baby, "Call me Pops"
I had to babysit these blocks, push my Mercedes Benz in Crocs
One verse Butch, ****, let's go
[Outro]
One verse Butch, right
Black Soprano family
**** really don't deserve another verse 'cause y'all be listenin' to that other shit
Y'all be jackin' that other shit
Big BSF
And that shit don't hit like this, ****
That's an insult
We real street, ****, we stand on that
5 to 50
Besides that, we businessmen, ****
**** take care of they family, ****
Put the team on, move my mama out the hood, ****
Talk about somethin' real
Summertime Butch, ****
Summertime Butch
Written by: Howard Fickling, Jeremie Pennick, NICOLAS THIERRY WATHIEU