"One Verse Butch" lyrics
Benny The Butcher & Black Soprano Family Lyrics
Ah, ah, Big Butch, the Butcher comin', nigga
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 nigga is a threat?
Why would y'all even assume that these nigga is ready for this type of shit?
Ah, the Butcher comin', nigga
Yo, Big Butchy
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, nigga
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 nigga 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, nigga, let's go
One verse Butch, right
Black Soprano family
Niggas 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, nigga
That's an insult
We real street, niggas, we stand on that
5 to 50
Besides that, we businessmen, nigga
Niggas take care of they family, nigga
Put the team on, move my mama out the hood, nigga
Talk about somethin' real
Summertime Butch, nigga
Summertime Butch
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 nigga is a threat?
Why would y'all even assume that these nigga is ready for this type of shit?
Ah, the Butcher comin', nigga
Yo, Big Butchy
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, nigga
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 nigga 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, nigga, let's go
One verse Butch, right
Black Soprano family
Niggas 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, nigga
That's an insult
We real street, niggas, we stand on that
5 to 50
Besides that, we businessmen, nigga
Niggas take care of they family, nigga
Put the team on, move my mama out the hood, nigga
Talk about somethin' real
Summertime Butch, nigga
Summertime Butch
