Rubber Bands & Weight Benny the Butcher

[Intro]
Uh-huh, yeah (Yeah)
Uh-huh, yeah
Ayo, Al, I got you
Ayo, the Butcher coming, nigga
Look

[Verse 1]
I got ten niggas with me, all body catchers
That's ten straps and Air Max 97s (Brrt)
You know why we legends, ask the streets, yeah
They watched me stretch it, I put the microwave on ninety seconds
The day my brother died like 9/11, I missed him
He smoked a big one when he took that backseat ride to heaven
She see my watch, but I don't got a second
This wrist got us extras, it's in the pot doing calisthenics
They talk tough talk, but they don't want no issues
All they talk is gunplay, but they don't own no pistols
Sat down at a meeting, manteca on the menu
Red laser on the nickel, turn a hater to a Hindu
If you used to being broke, then this paper gon' offend you
Niggas either dick riding or they paid for their credentials
I was young, the plug told me, "Just be patient, I'ma hit you
Shit slow, work with me, just take what I can give you"
I took that, doubled back, and got greater, I continued
'Cause my loyalty as good as any favor I could lend you
You can hate, but I'm official, I don't break 'cause I ain't brittle
That's real G shit, if you a gangster, I commend you, ah