PWRDRL (feat. Elcamino)

The primary objective of a narcotics investigation
Is not just the identification of the drug user
It is more important to locate the supplier, the pusher
The butcher comin', nigga

I'm a east coast don, I got hitters in Cali too
One call, I could rally troops, they comin' in Caddy coupes
I was broke on my dick, plug threw me a alley-oop
I got the load in from Houston and drove it through Baton Rouge
You ain't ever seen a pile of bands, stop, I'm in a thousand gram spot
Bettin' racks on garbage can shots (hahaha)
With more gats than the Taliban got (Brrt)
And pussy 'cause who get more bitches than a powder man got? (Huh)
I'm an old school nigga, my morals come from the past
As long as I'm rich, I make the bitch pump the gas
Called for a zip when I thought you least would want a half
I know you broke, I'm not none of them bitches you wanna gas (Nah)
In that '01 drought when the Towers fell
Had 'em pullin' out old money with the sour smell
'08 drought, the ghetto still proudest still
I went to work (yo) on the brick with a power drill

We had every corner on smash, fiends smokin' out their glass
No mask, I run up in your crib, put you on your back
This is facts, don't go nowhere without my fuckin' strap
Shit, even in Hollywood a nina on my lap
Yo, fifty pounds OG, I had to mail 'em back
Relax, as soon as they slip, that's when we attack
Yo, my youngin' comin' through and he gon' leave your ass
(He gon' leave your ass)
On the news, that's where they gon' see your ass
Picture me rollin', in a new Bentley truck, smokin'
Money blowin', just trollin', you already knowin'
(You already knowin')
I was on the corner, I was really focused (I was really focused)
These niggas don't want no money, they hit for the hoes
Uh, I did a hundred shows (I did a hundred shows)
I even passed my niggas a hundred hoes
These bitches want a title, girl just play your role
(Just play your role)

Let me see your driver's license
Hahahaha
It's upstate
I'll write an FIE ticket
Sir, this is gonna take a few minutes
Why don't you hop in the back, sit down, and relax?
Nah
Brrt
Six, one, three, one
The Butcher comin', nigga