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mr. pyrex man - benny the butcher lyrics

[intro]
ah
it really ain’t sh*t to talk about
i do this sh*t for the streets
straight like that though
ah, it’s like a breath of fresh ayr
yo, i’m mr. pyrex man

[chorus]
got my chicken up, whippin’ up, droppin’ off and pickin’ up
n*gga what? my picture still up on seneca
hit a l!ck and split it up, benz coupe, i tint it up
spent more on jewels ’cause i don’t give a f*ck

[verse 1]
they think i’m good ’cause i’m up, well, in a nutsh*ll
to labels, i’ma upsell street credit plus sells
they say it’s luck, well, i proved ’em wrong
a half a million bucks later, yup, they still pray to see us fail
i’m really livin’, crib way out the city limit
bag the big up in eight b*lls, only take twenty minutes
and n*ggas know my face card, run it up, i don’t take long
far as albums, i hatе y’all’s, my sh*t be really hittin’
threw a dufflе bag right to the plug like a shuffle pass
impossible, i blew through obstacles n*ggas struggled past
gave n*ggas game and they fumbled that, i come with that
humble flex, this cartier drippin’, doin’ jumpin’ jacks
can’t take n*ggas serious, i pop big sh*t and get these rap n*ggas furious
my b*tch be like, “period”
stones in the cuban get cold as lake erie get
weak advice from f*ck n*ggas who ain’t give me sh*t
[chorus]
got my chicken up, whippin’ up, droppin’ off and pickin’ up
n*gga what? my picture still up on seneca
hit a l!ck and split it up, benz coupe, i tint it up
spent more on jewels ’cause i don’t give a f*ck

[post*chorus]
what y’all n*ggas know about the streets on the internet talkin’ freely?
never touched this kind of paper and secretly, you wanna be me
your hustle off completely, but i’m readin’ off a cheat sheet
stacked a couple hundred neatly, my team goin’ for a threepeat

[verse 2]
i’m holy as the vatican, i’m passionate
my hunger for drug money and ratchet sh*t just creep up sporadically
put a brick around me and that’ll be assault and battery
my city ain’t seen this before me and won’t after me
the mail stacked up so i’m sittin’ on checks
what we gon’ spend it on next? jewels drippin’, on set
i need a spot out in florida where the seminole’s at
you know, jacksonville to tampa bay like i’m leonard fournette
i got love for my n*ggas, some anxious and some patient
the patient ones up, the others just want cases
put my chain on the table and b*tches start sunbathin’
when i dropped my last sh*t, n*ggas knew i was done playin’, uh
[chorus]
got my chicken up, whippin’ up, droppin’ off and pickin’ up
n*gga what? my picture still up on seneca
hit a l!ck and split it up, benz coupe, i tint it up
spent more on jewels ’cause i don’t give a f*ck

- benny the butcher lyrics

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