Benny The Butcher – 77 Club Lyrics

77 Club Lyrics by Benny The Butcher

Summertime Butch
Big BSF
Griselda, ***
You can’t talk money to a *** who been broke and rich, ***

In a trap with my stick out
I ain’t going back to the big house
Frontin’ like you on, but y’all was just asking for discounts
300 in a day—wait, that’s actually a miscount
My lawyer told me it’s a half a million by his count

Yeah, you know that’s real ***
I don’t gotta check my *** ’cause I tame mine
It’s time to go and I just tap my wrist like it’s Dame Time

In a pocket throwin’ spirals
You know this game—you put out something hot
And they won’t like you, buggin’ shots, you goin’ viral

Push the Cullinan in a Muller hand
I played the game right with stash houses and rubber bands
One hand wash the other hand
This year we gon’ settle it

As veterans, we know that nothing come before presidents
Muscle don’t beat intelligence
I fought when the school was irrelevant
Wrong one to bet against
I gave my hood drugs like I had a degree in medicine

Spinnin’ digits on glitter
When the last time you heard a *** spit it as realer?
Got *** boys trendin’ on Twitter

I made this *** look good again
I made this *** look good again

Buck 20 in a Trackhawk
Look at this *** rap up
Pick my niece up
She point at my piece and say, “What that cost?”

Your money slowin’ up
I guess the streets got you blackballed
‘Cause every plug you know sabotaged with a hacksaw

How I’m anti-Semitic was only handing y’all credit
Immigrants built foundations, these standards that I commended
If I’m wrong, I stand corrected
Not to boast, but me and my Jewish lawyers
Still toast over glasses and Manischewitz

My right-hand man rich, but my big brother Barry
Went to my OG’s funeral in all white and married

Me and Hit-Boy got a classic
Same thing for me and Harry
I made millions just kickin’ it like Adam Vinatieri

Butcher coming, ***
They wonder how I did it
I’m hearing whispers from critics
But the numbers never lie
And neither do analytics

*** all the naysayers
They say it’s crazy that even my ***
Make more than a WNBA player
Ah, let’s go