Lyrics

[Intro: Blue Pesos] Shit Niggas know what's goin' on (Oh shit, Roger made this one?) [Verse 1: Blue Pesos] [?] too short to be walkin' 'round broke A Five-SeveN on me, never play me for a joke I tried to keep it cordial but they got me in that mode He don't get shit off them streams, real talk, niggas suck (Ayo, Rami, turn this shit up) Quit complainin', always bitchin' 'bout my flow I could get these niggas mad, all it take is one post Seriously, can't a pussy nigga put no fear in me I'll slit my wrist 'fore I give an opp sympathy A flu flammin' rapper just to sum it up simply Stop the cap, I swear to God, you niggas killin' me I guess it's all she wrote, I got very great penmanship Niggas tryna bе on street shit, remain a citizen In the stash whеre I keep the long ruler clip Check the stat sheet, I was ballin' out my freshman year They couldn't make what I made if they had seven years I be outside, they never slide, I know they wouldn't dare We'll shoot the house up, "P, his kids in there" For a four of Wockhardt, I'll chin check a grizzly bear I just let some shots off, now I'm feelin' better Broke with a fatty, no sir, that's a dealbreaker, ugh [Chorus: Blue Pesos & Duffy] Pity nerds, I just flatlined a Steve Urkel I need uchies, bitch, I'm jumpin' off the turnbuckle Royal Rumble, I left Ling Ling with bloody knuckles I got it Off the Mussle, ain't no nigga finna tell me nothin' (Shit) A pity nerds, I just flatlined a Steve Urkel (Shit, nigga) I need uchies, bitch, I'm jumpin' off the turnbuckle (Shit, bitch) Royal Rumble, I left Ling Ling with bloody knuckles (Shit, let me get in my bag) I got it Off the Mussle, ain't no nigga finna tell me nothin' [Verse 2: Duffy] Off the Mussle, what a nigga gon' tell me? Bouncin' out, we just turned the block to a track meet Make your bitch do a dance in my backseat Whack a nigga broad day, I'm still havin' bad dreams That's funny, niggas think we settlin' for fifty These niggas almost fifty and ain't even touchin' fifty The Grim Adventures, bitch, I'm walkin' in with Billy In the field with the members and the killers, shit get sticky I got it with me, know you niggas better not risk it Taliban hoodie, Wock spillin' on my Dickies I'm gettin' to it, why these niggas pocket watchin'? Obviously, niggas mad at us 'cause we the topic What is there that he could tell me? Nigga, nothin' She gon' throw the fatty on me, let me see, I gotta touch it Put my young in the game, go get a bucket These niggas hatin', shit, we got it Off the Mussle [Chorus: Blue Pesos] Pity nerds, I just flatlined a Steve Urkel I need uchies, bitch, I'm jumpin' off the turnbuckle Royal Rumble, I left Ling Ling with bloody knuckles I got it Off the Mussle, ain't no nigga finna tell me nothin' (Shit) A pity nerds, I just flatlined a Steve Urkel I need uchies, bitch, I'm jumpin' off the turnbuckle (Shit) Royal Rumble, I left Ling Ling with bloody knuckles (Shit) I got it Off the Mussle, ain't no nigga finna tell me nothin'