Sunday School
Benny the Butcher Lyrics

Mic, mic motherfuckin' check in this bitch
Let's make sure the mic is working properly in this place

Mic check, one, two
Testing the microphone, making sure the sound is clear

Ah, let's go, yeah, uh huh
Alright, let's get started, let's go

Ayo, Daringer, turn me up some
Hey Daringer, increase the volume of my voice

Niggas ain't see what I saw, a brick turn into a pot full of gold
People didn't witness what I experienced, turning a brick into a valuable asset

Over that, spent my daughter first birthday locked in the hole
As a result, I had to spend my daughter's first birthday in prison

Plot full of holes, came back stronger, I'm in control
Despite setbacks, I returned more resilient and in charge

Soft white from my block to the stove, not in a cone (nah)
I distribute high-quality cocaine from my neighborhood to the drug market, not in small quantities

Me and West like Stockton, Malone, Gotti, Capone
My partner and I have a dynamic partnership like the basketball duo Stockton and Malone or the infamous criminal duo Gotti and Capone

Niggas dressed like they copyin' hoes, papi, come on
These individuals are imitating women in their fashion choices, it's ridiculous

Stop it, you know you not with the smoke, I get you loafed (brrr)
Stop pretending like you're tough or ready for a fight, I'll leave you in a disoriented state

In 'bout a year, how niggas gon' deny me the throne? (Huh)
Within a year, how can people continue to deny my rightful position at the top?

Rappers y'all compare me to, niggas scared of me too (niggas shook)
Even the rappers that you compare me to are intimidated by me

It make they heart beat faster just hearin' the truth (have your heart beat, nigga)
The mere mention of the truth makes their heartbeat faster, exposing their lies

I stick my .40 out the window while I'm steerin' the coupe (uh huh)
I display my firearm from the car window while driving the luxurious coupe

We pull up to your front door if I'm hearin' to shoot (let's go)
If I receive information that requires a shooting, we'll come directly to your home

They say we sold dope and did random actions of violence
There are rumors about us selling drugs and engaging in unpredictable violent acts

Our neighbors in the 'burbs wanna hand us back to the projects
The residents of the suburbs would prefer to exile us and send us back to the impoverished areas

They say I'm on tour while the Family package the product (uh uh)
There are rumors of me being on tour while my associates handle the drug packaging and distribution

Everybody gon' eat and I'm standin' next to that promise
Everyone will have a share in the success, and I'm confirming that promise

Can't believe y'all when y'all talk about the guns y'all shot (can't believe that shit)
I don't believe you when you boast about the guns you've fired

And all the money runnin' to 'em and it's crumbs y'all got
Despite the flow of money coming towards you, you only have small amounts

Just let me know, come check with me when y'all want y'all shot
If you want your chance to prove yourselves, let me know and come see me

It's ten shooters in my hood for every one y'all got
In my neighborhood, we have a surplus of ten skilled gunmen for every one you possess

Ay, look, I had to dumb it down for niggas, you gotta do that (sometimes)
I had to simplify my lyrics for some individuals, it's necessary sometimes

It's like bringin' down the prices, you gotta move that
Similar to lowering prices to increase sales, I had to adjust my style to appeal to a wider audience

I was in the Feds with braids under the durag
During my time in federal prison, I had braids hidden beneath my durag

I'ma volunteer to do ya if it come to that (uh)
If necessary, I'm willing to be the one to handle the task of dealing with you

I fuck with smart bitches, in the club, I caught bitches starin' (yeah)
I'm attracted to intelligent women, and I noticed some women showing interest in the club

All these jewels got these hoes' train of thought slippin', ah
The presence of expensive jewelry causes these women to lose focus and become infatuated

Brought a quarter thing back, that's a small mission
I successfully completed a low-risk operation and brought back a small amount of drugs

In the dark kitchen, all you hear is the fork clickin' (woo)
In the dimly lit kitchen, the sound of forks clicking against plates is the only thing audible

In the zone, lookin' through the holes of them yard fences
In a focused state, I observe the activities of my surroundings through holes in the fences

I'm dope, yeah, you know the flow from them park benches (uh)
My flow is addictive, you're familiar with it even from the benches in the park

Three things happen when you keep your torch, nigga
There are three possible outcomes when you hold onto your weapon, my friend

Put in work, you might sell it, or you gon' get caught with it, ah
You can either use the weapon for illegal activities and make money, or end up getting arrested for possessing it

Quarter brick, half a brick, whole brick (whole brick)
A quarter of a kilogram of drugs, half a kilogram, or a full kilogram

Fiends still hit me when they dope sick (brr, who this?)
Drug addicts still contact me when they're experiencing withdrawal symptoms

Cook with gas for the raw, so much glass on the floor
I prepare drugs using the gas method, causing glass utensils to cover the floor

I got my bitch kitchen lookin' like I broke in (broke in)
My girlfriend's kitchen appears as if I forcefully entered, due to the drug-related equipment present

Let's go, quarter thing, half a thing, whole thing (whole thing)
Let's proceed, whether it's a small amount, medium amount, or a large amount of drugs

Daydreamin', thinkin' 'bout cocaine (what you think?)
Lost in thought, pondering about cocaine and its implications

When the plug throw me action, I let my man quarterback it
When the drug supplier gives me an opportunity, I allow my trusted companion to take charge and handle it

Looked up and all that stackin' got us both paid (both paid)
After working diligently and accumulating wealth, both of us were financially rewarded

Real niggas know (ah, ah, let's go)
Genuine individuals are aware of the truth

Only my real niggas know (uh, yeah, yeah)
Only my loyal friends are aware of the facts

We ain't comfortable as y'all, nah
We don't feel as comfortable and at ease as others, no

I been in way too many bang outs and brushes with the law
I've been involved in numerous violent altercations and encounters with law enforcement

My real niggas know (ah)
My true companions understand

Only my real niggas know, yeah
Only my genuine friends are aware, yes

We cook with gas for the raw, so much glass on the floor
We use the gas method to manufacture drugs, resulting in broken glass covering the floor

I got my bitch kitchen lookin' like I broke in (haha, ah)
My girlfriend's kitchen appears as if I forcefully entered, due to the drug-related equipment present

Huh, yo, my bricks better than theirs, y'all better come pay dues
My drug supply is superior to theirs, they need to show proper respect and compensate accordingly

A extra gram jumpin' back for every one they lose
For every gram of drugs they lose, I gain an extra gram

These niggas borrowin' the guns they use, not me
These individuals are borrowing the firearms they utilize, but not me

I got my own stick like I'm 'bout to come play pool
I possess my own gun as if I'm about to engage in a game of pool

Ride in the car with bricks, that's one brave move
Traveling with a significant amount of drugs in the car is a bold and risky decision

I never did it, that's why my bitch one paid mule
I've never transported drugs that way, which is why my partner is the reliable mule

Niggas say they want gunplay, cool
Some individuals claim they desire a confrontation involving firearms, fine

But they don't really wan' go there, it's like Sunday school
However, they don't truly want to engage in violence, it's a similar concept to a peaceful Sunday school

Them niggas dead on arrival, don't question the title
Those individuals will meet their demise as soon as confrontations begin, there's no doubt

No chance for survival, they ain't checkin' your vitals
There's no possibility of surviving, they won't even bother checking if you're still alive

A fast car with a gun, tryna catch up to rivals
We're driving in a speedy car with a gun, attempting to catch up to our adversaries

I got a Lamb' and a stick like I'm fresh out the Bible
I own a Lamborghini and a firearm, as if I just emerged from a biblical story

A young nigga with Mexican idols
As a young person, I look up to Mexican role models

I just left from Ohio, we just met up for Cinco de Mayo
I recently returned from Ohio, where we gathered to celebrate Cinco de Mayo

Complexion for connection, I mail an albino
Using a person with albinism as a means of discreetly sending and receiving illegal goods

I went broke and sold wax like I'm sellin' a vinyl, huh
When I faced financial hardship, I resorted to selling marijuana concentrate, similar to selling vinyl records

Nigga, I know your type, you not thorough
I'm familiar with individuals like you, you're not trustworthy or genuine

You can't come around unless you got a referral
You're not welcome here unless you have a credible recommendation

You made a couple bucks, then you shot for your girl
You earned some money, then wasted it on extravagant gifts for your girlfriend

Bought a bullshit watch, now you on top of the world, huh
You purchased a low-quality watch and now mistakenly believe you're successful and superior

Got a squad of all geniuses
I have a crew consisting of highly intelligent individuals

I been in charge, but findin' a plug just gave me more leadership
I've been leading, but discovering a valuable connection has increased my leadership role

No scales for the weed and bricks
We don't use scales to measure the weight of marijuana and drugs

They wholesale, the only time we see scales when we cleanin' fish
They purchase drugs in bulk and the only time we use scales is when we're cleaning fish