PWRDRL (feat. El Camino)

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' (Yeah)

I'm a East Coast don, I got hitters in Cali too
One call, I can rally troops, they comin' in Caddy coupes
I was broke on my dick, plug threw me an alley-oop
I got the load in from Houston and drove it through Baton Rouge
You ain't never 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 fuck it, 'cause who get more drugs than a powder man got? (Huh?)
I'm a old school nigga, my morals come from the past
As long as I'm rich, I'll make the bitch pump the gas
Call for a zip when I thought you least would want a half
I know you broke, I'm not none of them hoes you wanna gas, uh (Nah)
In that '01 drought when the towers fell
Had 'em pullin' out old money with the sour smell
'08 Drought, the ghetto still proud as hell
I went to work on the brick with a power drill

Yo, uh, we had every corner on smash
Fiends smokin' out they 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
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', uh
I was on the corner, I was really focused
These niggas don't want no money, they hit for the hoes
Uh, I did a hundred shows
I even passed my niggas a hundred O's
These bitches want a title, girl, just play your role

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