[Intro: Benny The Butcher]
Ayo Jones, told you
Let's go
We got my nigga Chup on the beat
This for street niggas only
I don't give a fuck what you niggas on

[Verse 1: Benny The Butcher]
Yo nah, we don't affiliate
The CPA don't know how much I really make
Stretched every 28 like I'm Billy Blanks
The plug know where I really stay
Benny play for keeps and in the streets
I fathered a white girl just like I'm Billy Ray
Niggas say I'm up only 'cause Wes came and got me
I had the same luck if the Connect came and got me
Seven figures later I was on the next planе to Cali
In a tenant truck smoking on the best strain in Cali
I don't know why I'm saying this shit, war ovеr this Soprano shit
Everybody in the gang eat, that's how I plan this shit
Positions must be played or it's damages
Workers hold the foot down, bosses know how to handle shit
Amends with the street shit
The friends that I link with, got M's
Legal money and fuck on petite chicks
We rich I pull up and park at the Sweet Chick (Skrrt)
With a quarter on and jump out the Benz with the pink slip (The Butcher comin', nigga)
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