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Artiste : Benny The Butcher
Titre : Uncle Bun
[38 Spesh]
Huh
Huh
Yeah

[38 Spesh & Benny the Butcher]
Ayy, yeah, I just bought a kilo from my dog in B-Lo
Mixing fentanyl with diesel
That shit they selling clogging needles
Niggas switch, so I don´t talk to people (Uh-uh)
Two clips, that´s enough shots for you and your alter ego (Yeah, uh)

[Benny the Butcher]
Flight coming in from Puerto Rico
Landing on the east coast
Nigga, and I don´t drive cars with keyholes
Y´all niggas 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

[38 Spesh]
Another run, nigga, 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, nigga, I got a hand that could write scriptures
But y´all take the stand and land me in tight fences
Fuck a life sentence, pray God hand me the right riches
And turn this one brick to a family of white bitches, uh

[Benny the Butcher]
These the results you get when you the reason the culture shift
Don´t believe in that vulture shit, 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

[38 Spesh]
You know these hoes ain´t shit, so I cheat and don´t commit
I´m rich, I just can´t go to sleep with a broken bitch
Loaded fifth, press a button and the scope focus quick

And the clip longer than the script from a motion pic

[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 shit
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 cocked

Bagging up in dope spots
Junkies on the floor
These niggas ain´t real as me
And it ain´t a close shot
I don´t fuck 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)