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 Butcher comin', nigga (yo) I'm an 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 an 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 (ha-ha-ha-ha) 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 on the brick with a power drill (yo, uh) 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, 50 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') Uh, 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 (ha-ha-ha-ha) 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) (6-1-3-1) The Butcher comin', nigga