Benny the Butcher – BRON Lyrics

BRON Lyrics

I ain’t even gon’ count down for you n***
Turn the beat up some
The Butcher comin’
I’ma surprise you n***

I been on
So long, people started hatin’, they feel scorn
I see the looks on all they faces, and I’m torn
It’s like, I ain’t wanna do this, but if it gotta be a shooting
I guess I’ma be the shooter, you’ve been warned
I’m in this bitch poppin’ Ace like I’m Shawn
They play your shit, look at the gang, and then we yawn
Why would he make that lame choice?
Man, these n*** couldn’t score if they had game point

And I’m Bron
After the chip, I told my folks back home, “So long”
I move my family and my bricks to a place where it’s warm
I’m back in championship condition, I can’t resist all this winning
It’s like me and success built a bond

So let’s stay brief
I’m in a rush, and TSA, they tryna x-ray me
I made my bitch so bad that her ex can’t speak
The only way to make her lit-er is a sex tape leak, a little porn

I’m just fuckin’ around
Yeah, uh

Fuck the world, am I wrong?
I’m in the V.I.P., a hundred n*** strong
Hustlers yelling from the bleachers, “Put me on”
I ran it up, ain’t take me long
My life a story outta songs Psalms
And I can put that on my mother’s first born
In my city I’m King Kong
Kim Jong Un, to me, you n*** like this small
Say white bitch, I probably meant what a brick costs
I’m in the five-star hotel suite with a Swiss broad, then I’m gone
Pinky ring of a don
Bad boy like I’m Sean
I’m like GoldenEye Bond
That’s twenty-five inf beams scoping out harm
So, how you n*** gon hide from us with polka dots on?
You n*** is drunk
You prolly heard when I got shot
I brought a Rollie, AP, and a Cartier after that watch
You hear that too
I been back home fifty times since all the rumors, I’m chillin’
These killas with me keep asking me what we doin’
Them n*** bored

Aye, yo, get the champagne
Aye, yo, Hit Boy, we gon’ get the champagne and goggles
We spraying this shit everywhere
We goin’ to Illio’s
Tell ’em to open the back room for us, let’s go

And I’m, Bron
After the chip, I told my folks back home, “So long”
I move family and my bricks to a place where it’s warm
I’m back in championship condition, I can’t resist all this winning
It’s like me and success built a bond