Benny the Butcher – Buffalo Kitchen Club Ft. Armani Caesar

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The sensational artist Benny the Butcher just released this interesting track titled, “Buffalo Kitchen Club ” featuring Armani Caesar which is available on this website for free Mp3 (audio) Download, Lyrics and Music Video.

This track is a captivating glimpse into the Benny the Butcher's recently released album, “Everybody Can't Go“. Buffalo Kitchen Club weaves a spellbinding tale of self-discovery and liberation, carried by Benny the Butcher's haunting vocals and impeccable production.

With a blend of folk, indie, and electronic elements, this song is an emotional journey that lingers long after the final note. Benny the Butcher' artistry shines through, offering a glimpse of what promises to be an extraordinary album. Don't miss out—immerse yourself in “Buffalo Kitchen Club ” now and experience the magic of this music!

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Benny the Butcher – Buffalo Kitchen Club Ft. Armani Caesar Lyrics

[Intro: Armani Caesar]
Yeah, uh
Y'all know what the fuck it is
Motherfucking Liz and the motherfucking Butch
Yeah

[Chorus: Armani Caesar]
They ain't fucking with Liz and The Butch (Uh-huh)
I send the order, then nigga, you cooked (Grr)
Thought I had ones the way these bitches shook
Would be a machine if rapped how I look (Hah)
So not your typical, this shit is mental, not physical
Glide through the pressure, elliptical (Uh huh)
He like what he see in his visual
I make the dick disappear, it's a miracle (Woo)

[Verse 1: Armani Caesar]
Sleeping on me, must be the fentanyl
Killing you hoes, take it literal (Literal)
Shooting your shot at a bitch likе me
Gon' cost 'bout a milli' at minimal (At minimal)
My nigga wear Creed and he hit it hard likе Adonis
I leave him soaked and astonished (Uh-huh)
My team on violence, we sweeping shit like the plague
This shit is getting bubonic
Balling my hobby, I'm getting rings like I'm Sonic
Your money must keep it platonic (Y'all know)
A beauty and beast, how ironic
I'm smoking on hoes like the chronic

[Verse 2: Benny the Butcher]
Fuck y'all opinions, they weigh less than money
And they come from who ain't got no money (Ain't got no money)
Left mine in Escrow and I never touch it (I don't touch that)
'Cause when Pac died, he ain't have a hunnid
Sold out a show with my first day in Europe
All that hate coming from home, I can't hear it (Can't hear it)
'Fore we get a chance to hop out, these bitch gon' stare in the rims like mirrors
I don't do auctions, I don't do Carmax, to the R8 from the RS (RS)
Our first date we had car sex, I put class on the corner like car wrecks
Invite me in, I might bring a scale over, I feel y'all topping well over
I done bought so much cartel yola that they start treatin' us like shareholders
Niggas resent me 'cause they just a tier lower (Just a tier lower)
No sympathy, won't shed a tear for ya (I ain't cryin' for niggas)
No weaknesses, I'm not a fear shower
I ate the pussy up, got my little beard growing
Five five-sixes, look like we spear-throwin' (Pew, pew, pew, pew)
You know that what I'm here for
When they ask y'all who cleaned up the block (Cleaned up the block)
Say the Butch and Liz Claiborne (Uh)