Rubber Bands & Weight (BSF Mix) lyrics

by

Benny the Butcher


[Intro]
Okay, it's PAYNE
BSF gang n*gga
Yo Benny, what's up?
Buffalo and Philly done linked up

[Verse]
Check, I'm in the lab like I'm baggin' the rock
Shoot a n*gga side on, they don't know if I'm dabbin' or not
Pop up anywhere, Jack-in-the-box
Zulu, I brought my Desmond Tutu, them bullets Africa hot
I'm sayin', the God a legend, this is bar compression
Black heart, that b*tch is Young Dolph complexion
All I do is write raps, this my art collection
White construction paper, I'm just architectin'
Geah, every bar come from hard livin'
This a mixture of God's wisdom and autism
VVS diamond flows, ain't no flaws in 'em
It's all venom, its Timberlands and hard denim
Black Soprano gang, The Butcher brought the squad with him
Reggie Hammond, I'm heavy handed, who tryin' to spar with him?
Battle who? Bench press n*ggas and play guitar with 'em
You don't know if we shot 'em or if a car hit 'em
Double barrel, let the flames out the chimney
Word in the streets, they sayin' Payne signed with Benny
BSF chain look like I came out a Bentley
I paint a picture of flames, I became your Da Vinci
Geah, I bring life to the lifeless
The black Jesus Christ for ya crisis
You can tell when I write sh*t I'm righteous
King Arthur, every knight we on the night shift
My n*gga West walked in the room
Just in time to see a space man walk on the moon
Guerilla warfare, this is what you call a platoon
Hollow heads hit ya brain, that's a water balloon, PAYNE!!
[Outro]
Black Soprano Family, my n*ggas
It's official, GxFR
Griselda, Benny, what up?
West, what's poppin'? Con, what's good?
My n*gga Mark on the boards
It's the takeover
The inmates is officially runnin' the prison, n*gga
Leatherface is on the way
BSF gang, EIMG, stay tuned
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