Benny The Butcher & Harry Fraud – “Plug Talk” (ft. 2 Chainz)

Benny The Butcher & Harry Fraud - Plug Talk (ft. 2 Chainz) (prod. Harry Fraud) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Benny The Butcher & Harry Fraud collaborate on “Plug Talk” featuring 2 Chainz and produced by Harry Fraud. Listen, watch the video, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song.

Benny The Butcher & Harry Fraud Plug Talk
Benny The Butcher & Harry Fraud Plug Talk

Whenever Benny The Butcher drops a new project, it’s already understood to be of premium quality. It’s not easy to achieve such a reputation, but the Black Soprano Family capo has earned his place at the top. Though his new album The Plugs I Met 2 has only been released for mere hours, and like a fine wine will likely improve with ample time to breathe, it’s hard to deny the immediacy of the 2 Chainz-assisted “Plug Talk,” a standout that finds producer Harry Fraud swerving into some interesting territory.

Blending his signature soulful samples with the up-tempo drums oft-seen today, Fraud’s atmospheric production weaves a subplot on its own. Benny attacks the beat first, spitting at a dexterous pace as he reflects on having toes in two distinct worlds. “I fucked around and got famous right when the dope game got dangerous,” he raps. “In my interviews talkin’ plug talk, on my last album, I explained it.” Though some might have pondered as to how effectively 2 Chainz would fare at the Griselda table, the longtime trapper wastes little time in finding common ground with The Butcher.

Benny The Butcher & Harry Fraud – Plug Talk (ft. 2 Chainz) (prod. Harry Fraud)

Lyrics

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[Intro: Benny the Butcher]
Ah, the Butcher comin’, nigga
Ayo, Harry, you crazy for this shit
(La música de Harry Fraud)
Ah

[Chorus: Benny the Butcher]
In interviews talkin’ plug talk, got my name off of drug talk
(I told you, they don’t make niggas like the Butcher no more)
Yeah, uh, in interviews talkin’ plug talk, got my name off of drug talk
(They think I be glorifyin’ the street shit, not at all) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In interviews talkin’ plug talk, got my name off of drug talk
(I been goin’ for however far we came, nigga, from the bottom)
Uh, yeah, in interviews talkin’ plug talk, got my name off of drug talk
(Y’all niggas wouldn’t know about it, though) Yeah, uh

[Verse 1: Benny the Butcher]
I only do it for the gangsters
Niggas tellin’ me I saved it
Quarter million for a tour overseas
I might have to learn another language
You the richest on the team
But you still work the hardest, make changes
I fucked around and got famous
Right when the dope game got dangerous
In my interviews talkin’ plug talk
On my last album, I explained it (I explained it)
When the fork tellin’ you the work lockin’
Clean the sink out and then drain it, uh
Real niggas underrated (Underrated)
That’s why we never celebrated (Never)
True story, got a quarter from my plug
On the day I got raided (We did)
Held it down, I ain’t lose it (Nah)
Think he told, but can’t prove it (Think he told on me)
You hear sounds of the pot scrapin’
Me, I only hear music (Uh)
Co-sign, I don’t need one
I was a shooter, now I feed one (Now I feed one)
Hundred bands in the fridge
Next to a stick of butter and Caprisuns
My lil’ bitch ass the fattest
Body like she work at Magic (Magic)
And since I’m rich, I deserve her (Yeah)
If she fuck a broke nigga, that’s tragic (That’s tragic)
I flew her in from Houston (From Houston)
She listen to Scarface and Travis (Ah)
Got the coat with the Fs on the jacket
Got the kitchen bell hard, but imagine

[Chorus: Benny the Butcher & 2 Chainz]
In interviews talkin’ plug talk, got my name off of drug talk
Ah, uh, yeah, uh
In interviews talkin’ plug talk, got my name off of drug talk
(Got my name off of drug talk, got my name off of drug talk)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In interviews talkin’ plug talk, got my name off of drug talk
(Ten toes solid, nigga, this what stayin’ down get you) Uh, yeah
In interviews talkin’ plug talk, got my name off of drug talk
Yeah (Yeah, Tony, yeah)

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Bilingual and I’m multi-faceted
Kris Kringle when I’m in my baggage
Hundred feet above average (Average)
By twenty-one, I was a savage (Uh)
By twenty-two, I had a foreign
By twenty-three, I had crashed it (Skrrt)
On twenty-fours like Mashburn
Twenty-five lighters on my dresser, yessir
Plug talk like a Tesla (Uh)
Ball hard, Uncle Fester (Uh)
Did this with no effort (Nah)
Put you in the hospital
And put logos on the stretcher (Tell ’em)
Glide on ’em like Drexler (Slide)
Slide on ’em like home plate
Man, you need to know the code gate
Gettin’ cheese like Colgate (Cheese)
I can make the fork rotate
I only care about me
I tell you “Happy Birthday” on the wrong day (Damn)
Turkey bags was my best friend
Bodyguard was a FN
I need a garage to put the jet in (Jet, yeah)
Yeah, in a foreign, that’s my element
Got a scale that weigh a elephant (Yeah)
Hell-bound, but I’m Heaven sent
In the bank, Bill Bellamy
Mean I’m laughin’ with the bags (Bags)
Hit my plug on FaceTime
Make an order with my hands, yeah

[Chorus: Benny the Butcher]
In interviews talkin’ plug talk, got my name off of drug talk
(Yeah, ah, yeah, uh)
In interviews talkin’ plug talk, got my name off of drug talk
(Big Griselda, ah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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