Drug Trade Pt 2 Smoke DZA & Flying Lotus (Ft. Benny the Butcher & Black Thought)

[Intro: Smoke DZA]
Yeah, uh
RFC
Really
My son Viyal asked me if I have my tap dance shoes on
Nigga, we back for the re-up, uh

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
One time for the transport, sending me shit
Whole assembly lit, duckin' penalties and felony riffs
They still tryna take the West Coast Strips, to get the packs
Not knowing they gon' spend way more, then bring it back
Fuckin' fools keep believing what they seeing on them apps
This shit is premium cap
You think they screaming the facts
Nah, this shit is pathetic, can see the aesthetics is off
Thеy naming these strains, don't know the gеnetics at all
I never recall seeing them niggas involved
Bottom feeders, they pinched off
Niggas always been synced off, yeah
Nigga, I been boss, ten clip for the in-store
Copy that family tenfold, carry on for like indoor, uh
This is Ice Cube lynch mob, nah
This is new Knights Templar, bad bitches I import, yeah
Shake the market, nigga, fuck the system
New bags, hit the spot with the deluxe edition, DZA