7:30 Smoke DZA & Benny The Butcher (Ft. Westside Gunn)

[Intro: BENNY THE BUTCHER]
Let's go
Uh-huh (Yo)
Let's go
You know when me and my brother link
It's only legendary shit, nigga
Let's go
Pete Rock, uh

[Verse 1: BENNY THE BUTCHER]
This for the barbershops and liquor stores
I'm through pitching raw, but what I spent this week is what a brick would cost
I can tell you never been lit before
You the type to try to stunt with a bitch that I hit before
In a drought I caught my biggest score
When it was dry, no snow around like Santa took Christmas off
Your bitch hit me, I just missed her call
It's gang, if I can't fuck her in my chain, then my dick get soft
They hit the crib with a sniffing dog
Quarter brick of raw and a picture of Griselda on the kitchen wall
Between poverty and wealth, that's where prison fall
My bid was like a how to be a kingpin seminar
Be very afraid, I carry a gauge
My new bitch, she get the most 'cause she barely complain
Gucci bulletproof vest that I wear in the raid
I bonded out the next day, then I married the game
THE BUTCHER