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Benny The Butcher - Bad Guy Lyrics



Benny The Butcher - Bad Guy Lyrics
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(Harry Fraud gon' hold me down as soon as that beat loop)

Ayo, what's up with 38? They say he smooth
Came through in a navy blue, Versace jacket with crazy jewels
Pay attention to the way he move
Og's gave me rules, never fall victim to lazy fools
Huh, the reason why they pay me dues
And all the ladies choose to suck me off while my Mercedes cruise, huh
I grew up 'round shady dudes that trade me tools
They were used for some months like baby shoes, huh
I never been afraid to lose
Reason I ain't in prison 'cause my intuition gave me clues
All of my bitches may be used
I quarterbacked enough plays to fill Tom Brady's shoes
Tell my enemies to play confused
End up on the daily news more than Palestine and Israeli Jews, huh
You hooked the crazy tubes for frontin' on the internet
Now you gon' die for them eighty views, trust

Everybody show you love when you winning
Where I'm from, that's how it always been
And everybody root for the villain
Where I'm from, the bad guy always win
Mo' money, mo' hoes, that's just how it go
Pick 'em and I choose 'em like eenie miney mo (yeah)
How you get this money? Everybody wanna know
Headed to the top, can't let everybody go (The Butcher comin', nigga)

Uh, one up top, I can't get caught surprised
Is it me?
But I don't trust with no FedEx truck just be parked outside (see 'em?)
The truth done spoke, I been called by God (I been called by God)
In Santorini in a New York state of mind like that song by Nas (ooh)
Bros become your rivals, vultures want your title
Gun toters wanna slime you when you Jović in the finals
Sons gon' become they pops, hm
You know this shit a cycle (shit a revolvin' door)
I raised kids I knew wasn't mines like Joseph from the Bible (goddamn)
We go together like body bags, dirt spade shovels
I know kingpins who read on a third-grade level
Guess who turnt it up when the first came? The work shade yellow
I'm a Mac, y'all still on text back the first-day level
Yeah, ah (you text back the first day?)
You ever cut a brick symmetric? (Brick symmetric)
Before your kids go home from school
You wipe the table with disinfectant (Lysol)
But all jokes aside, let me really ask you (let me ask you this)
Who else retiring with a Pyrex and an Emmy statue? Ah

Everybody show you love when you winning
Where I'm from, that's how it always been
And everybody root for the villain
Where I'm from, the bad guy always win

From state warrants, housing elevators, we played corners (corners)
Now we race foreigns (skrrt)
I kept it cool as them grey Jordans
Plates got steak on 'em (uh), some got active, some laid dormant
Condo space in Florida (Miami)
Plug from Vermilion, they can't deport 'em (ah)
Do no cheap deals, TSA stopped me and found like three pills
Arrest me 'fore I made it to the field, felt like Tyreke Hill (damn)
Nappy braids, talkin' headshots, you know like Meek Mill
Pussy changed niggas' lives, that's what I call a freak deal
Counted over a million in cash and I was me still (me)
Shit bag or casket, he just happy he could pee still
Solid, know that we still (we)
Remember I got pulled over by Peekskill (hu)
Bitch that was drivin', speedin' on three wheels (skrrt)
She got offered a cheap deal
The cargo in the car was thirty years at least
Felony on my name, stood on my feet still (Stood up)
Play the parking lot at mama job, that's when the beef real (yup)
Couldn't walk in my shoes, you won't understand how my feet feel
Be still

Everybody show you love when you winning
Where I'm from, that's how it always been
And everybody root for the villain
Where I'm from, the bad guy always win
Mo' money, mo' hoes, that's just how it go
Pick 'em and I choose 'em like eenie miney mo
How you get this money? Everybody wanna know
Headed to the top, can't let everybody go
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(Harry Fraud gon' hold me down as soon as that beat loop)

Ayo, what's up with 38? They say he smooth
Came through in a navy blue, Versace jacket with crazy jewels
Pay attention to the way he move
Og's gave me rules, never fall victim to lazy fools
Huh, the reason why they pay me dues
And all the ladies choose to suck me off while my Mercedes cruise, huh
I grew up 'round shady dudes that trade me tools
They were used for some months like baby shoes, huh
I never been afraid to lose
Reason I ain't in prison 'cause my intuition gave me clues
All of my bitches may be used
I quarterbacked enough plays to fill Tom Brady's shoes
Tell my enemies to play confused
End up on the daily news more than Palestine and Israeli Jews, huh
You hooked the crazy tubes for frontin' on the internet
Now you gon' die for them eighty views, trust

Everybody show you love when you winning
Where I'm from, that's how it always been
And everybody root for the villain
Where I'm from, the bad guy always win
Mo' money, mo' hoes, that's just how it go
Pick 'em and I choose 'em like eenie miney mo (yeah)
How you get this money? Everybody wanna know
Headed to the top, can't let everybody go (The Butcher comin', nigga)

Uh, one up top, I can't get caught surprised
Is it me?
But I don't trust with no FedEx truck just be parked outside (see 'em?)
The truth done spoke, I been called by God (I been called by God)
In Santorini in a New York state of mind like that song by Nas (ooh)
Bros become your rivals, vultures want your title
Gun toters wanna slime you when you Jović in the finals
Sons gon' become they pops, hm
You know this shit a cycle (shit a revolvin' door)
I raised kids I knew wasn't mines like Joseph from the Bible (goddamn)
We go together like body bags, dirt spade shovels
I know kingpins who read on a third-grade level
Guess who turnt it up when the first came? The work shade yellow
I'm a Mac, y'all still on text back the first-day level
Yeah, ah (you text back the first day?)
You ever cut a brick symmetric? (Brick symmetric)
Before your kids go home from school
You wipe the table with disinfectant (Lysol)
But all jokes aside, let me really ask you (let me ask you this)
Who else retiring with a Pyrex and an Emmy statue? Ah

Everybody show you love when you winning
Where I'm from, that's how it always been
And everybody root for the villain
Where I'm from, the bad guy always win

From state warrants, housing elevators, we played corners (corners)
Now we race foreigns (skrrt)
I kept it cool as them grey Jordans
Plates got steak on 'em (uh), some got active, some laid dormant
Condo space in Florida (Miami)
Plug from Vermilion, they can't deport 'em (ah)
Do no cheap deals, TSA stopped me and found like three pills
Arrest me 'fore I made it to the field, felt like Tyreke Hill (damn)
Nappy braids, talkin' headshots, you know like Meek Mill
Pussy changed niggas' lives, that's what I call a freak deal
Counted over a million in cash and I was me still (me)
Shit bag or casket, he just happy he could pee still
Solid, know that we still (we)
Remember I got pulled over by Peekskill (hu)
Bitch that was drivin', speedin' on three wheels (skrrt)
She got offered a cheap deal
The cargo in the car was thirty years at least
Felony on my name, stood on my feet still (Stood up)
Play the parking lot at mama job, that's when the beef real (yup)
Couldn't walk in my shoes, you won't understand how my feet feel
Be still

Everybody show you love when you winning
Where I'm from, that's how it always been
And everybody root for the villain
Where I'm from, the bad guy always win
Mo' money, mo' hoes, that's just how it go
Pick 'em and I choose 'em like eenie miney mo
How you get this money? Everybody wanna know
Headed to the top, can't let everybody go
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Writer: David Brewster, Jr., Jeremie Pennick, Justin Harrell, Richard Ellis, Rory William Quigley
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




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