Jackpot Benny the Butcher (Ft. ElCamino)

[Intro: El Camino]
Yo, uh (woooo!!)
I like this, hit that light for me
Yeah (woooo!!)
My nigga 'troeze, Patroeze

[Verse 1: El Camino (Benny)]
Yo, yo, yo
Yo, we lost niggas, pour liquor that's more swishers
We known for lettin' 'em go, call us the four fifthers
Run up in ya spot, they call us the door kickers
Or we can have a party just as long as there's whores with us
We can do it big, jet skis and four wheelers
Pop a couple Spades, I might let you ball with us
Hit a couple stings, nothin' personal, raw bid'ness
Built my name up, and now I'm on verses with raw niggas
I be lettin' off, and know myself I'll probably bet it all (bet it all)
Ya bitch crib, I get my nut and then I'm jettin' off (SKRRT!)
Ya bitch don't respect you to me that says it all
I sold a little everything, I think I bled it all, I bled it all
I'm prayin' for my niggas sellin' Fentanyl
(I said a prayer to my niggas)
And rest in peace to all my niggas dead and gone (dead and gone)
Yeah, (The Butcher comin', nigga)
I said rest in peace to all my niggas