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Benny The Butcher - Ice Lyrics

[Intro: 38 Spesh]
Huh, huh
Know what I'm sayin'?
Ayo

[Verse 1: 38 Spesh]
They wanna use my energy down
I refuse to lose while takin' food out my enemies' mouths
Huh, my girl got plenty of styles
Look like a Caribbean dial, I spent a pretty penny at Chow's
Huh, I sold plenty of vowels
When my fiends shoot dope, they like to sit down Indian style
Niggas is foul, really it's wild
They say people don't change, that mean you must been an envious child
My lifestyle like a damn king
In a luxury chariot, drinkin' liquor out a canteen
I served drug dealers and fiends
Played both sidеs of the street, still left with my hands clean
I can't dancе or can't sing
But I can swing and this 50 cal will give your man wings
A snitch never ran things
If you connected to pigs, I put a bullet in your hamstring
Trust

[Verse 2: Benny the Butcher]
First class flight, when I land I leave with the stewardess (I'm out)
But I'll put a baby in her throat before her uterus (Ah)
Eastside Butch, got a trap and knew what to do with it (I knew what to do with it)
But after that freestyle with Em, I knew I was through with it (Let's go)
Niggas think a blizzard hit, the work came, I tossed it
I put ice on the street like Trump first day in office
So you herbs can't be talkin' when real niggas in the room
I'm puttin' two-thousand dollar Louis kicks on Mercedes coffins
Compare me to rapper dorks, in the face, that's a slap of course (Damn)
Avoid bein' back in court, I gave y'all a master course (I showed y'all niggas)
Rule number one, never stash dope where it's cash, of course (That's a fact)
Number two, never eat wagyu with a plastic fork
These gatekeepers'll burn their hand 'fore they pass the torch
Sold yay' to tweakers, and I burned these bands 'fore I had remorse
I'm from Buff', but niggas hear me and say, "That's New York" (That's New York right there)
So, fuck it, I hold the whole state down, like that's the fort (Let's go)
And I know hustlers fightin' cases, I know killers that relate
When I signed to Roc Nation, I was still on Section 8
When I performed on Jimmy Fallon, I could still stretch a eighth
When I signed to Def Jam, I was just tryna catch a play, nigga
[Outro: Benny the Butcher]
It's Butch
Or Big Butch to you, let's go