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letra de uncle bun - benny the butcher

uncle bun lyrics
[intro: 38 spesh]
huh
huh
yeah

[verse 1: 38 spesh & benny the butcher]
ayy, yeah, i just bought a kilo from my dog in b-lo
mixing fentanyl with diesel
that sh-t they selling clogging needles
n-ggas switch, so i don’t talk to people (uh-uh)
two clips, that’s enough shots for you and your alter ego (yeah, uh)

[verse 2: benny the butcher]
flight coming in from puerto rico
landing on the east coast
n-gga, and i don’t drive cars with keyholes
y’all n-ggas just gettin’ fresh and y’all talkin’ fashion
i’m a veteran, dior letterman with the army patches
turn my every summer run to a comfortable number one
i become elite, underground king like i’m uncle bun

[verse 3: 38 spesh]
another run, n-gga, we got rich off the right vision
to get the squares from here to there was a light mission
i planned it and all i had was a flight ticket
when i landed, i took advantage of the price difference
listen, n-gga, i got a hand that could write scriptures
but y’all take the stand and land me in tight fences
f-ck a life sentence, pray god hand me the right riches
and turn this one brick to a family of white b-tches, uh
[verse 4: benny the butcher]
these the results you get when you the reason the culture shift
don’t believe in that vulture sh-t, had to feed my associates
i make sure everybody eat, yeah, i think like a socialist
million dollar empire from a piece of a broken brick, uh

[verse 5: 38 spesh]
you know these hoes ain’t sh-t, so i cheat and don’t commit
i’m rich, i just can’t go to sleep with a broken b-tch
loaded fifth, press a b-tton and the scope focus quick
and the clip longer than the script from a motion pic

[verse 6: benny the butcher]
i sold dope to a fiend while she pregnant, emotionless
i’m not a case worker, that’s not a reason i sold the sh-t
who cared i wore hand-me-downs too big for my clothes to fit?
who cried for me when my relatives stole from me for a hit?
look, these lames still caught up ’cause my name’s still brought up
in top five convo from langfield to gainesville, florida
i remember vividly
trappin’ with my toes c-cked
bagging up in dope spots
junkies on the floor
these n-ggas ain’t real as me
and it ain’t a close shot
i don’t f-ck with no opps
buryin’ ’em all
million dollar tendencies
all i do is show stop
tractor trailer coke drops
i done seen it all
i’m ballin’ ’til infinity
catch me at the boat dock
we ain’t boarding no yachts
just unloading raw, uh
i remember vividly (ah)

- benny the butcher

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