Lyrics

[Intro: Blue Pesos] Off The Mussle for the win, nigga (24 on the beat) All 2021, nigga Statements [Verse 1: Blue Pesos & Duffy] It's Dior on my back, it's Dior on my sheets I ain't mean to bag your bitch, sorry bro, she was a freak Off The Mussle, we them niggas and we gas any beat If I put it on her good, she gon' put me on her leash (Bitch) SusyYT, long drum with a beam Famous with a dime, that same bitch in your dreams Who the fuck spilled the lean? Punching niggas with these rings OTM (Ayy), we pull up (Ayy, ayy), we be makin' bitches scream All stars on my team, nigga don't want that issue Big poles, big booths, lil' nigga, I'm official If I hate her, I don't miss her, and I know I ain't shit I just boobangеd her sister, her mark on mе missing Her dad, he don't like me, flirtin' with his wifey You know what that mean, I can hit highly likely Her aunt call me papi, 6ix9ine like Tekashi In a Double-R truck like I'm chillin' with Roddy Big blues in my pocket, why you niggas always jocking? (Huh?) Always rockin' what we rockin', always droppin' when we droppin' Man, you nigga need to stop it, sidekick like you Robin You ain't never been the time, you had it good, you had an option I'm the type to snatch your chain and go and sell it at an auction Gettin' brain in the rage and catch a play like I'm Johnson Man, shit ain't been the same since a nigga stopped flockin' Bop bop, bleed a chink for them blues in my pocket Snatchin' niggas out they car, bitch, I'm brighter than a star I'm so high, I almost jumped off the moon, I'm on Mars (Ayy) I always been that nigga, you can find some I'm scarred Niggas always actin' hard 'til we pull up, snatch souls The 'bow came wrapped, so that nigga let it go Ain't no lyin' to this bitch, she already know I got hoes Simon says get the dough, so when we come through that door That mean stop, drop and roll, then we pull off in a Rolls Nigga It's Dior on my back, it's Dior on my sheets I ain't mean to bag your bitch, sorry bro, she was a freak (Sheesh) Off The Mussle, we them niggas and we gas any beat If I put it on her good, she gon' put me on her leash, yeah, hundred, though It's Dior on my back, it's Dior on my bitch I ain't mean to hit your ho, she was all on my dick I need a beef and gas niggas up, hold on Ugh [Chorus: Duffy] It's Dior on my back, it's Dior on my bitch I ain't mean to hit your ho (What?), she was all on my dick (Ayy) Just talked to Ling Ling, told her buy me more kicks OTM the dream team, lil' bitch, we don't miss [Verse 2: Duffy] Why you show up no sticks? Bullets scarred, go fish Purple Rain in my cup, lil' bitch, like I'm Prince Take a chain? Yeah, he wish, finna dig another ditch Got the barret in the bag like I play for the Nicks I'm a mac, macaroni, he a cap rapper phony Put me in, bitch, I'm shootin' every shot like I'm Kobe Montana, bitch, I'm Tony, in his hood I'm a trophy Balenciaga steppin', big kicks, where the goalie? (Where he at?) Sets bad on pussy if he tell a bitch he know me You ain't out of LA or maybe Dallas, Howie homie Bad-ass nigga Joey, chasin' green, nigga, Yoshi (All blues) I'm ice cold, pulled the blower out and froze him Fly shit helly, stayin' with a stick 'cause I'm chasin' mozzarella Press me? Nigga, never Sent the bitch, yeah, clever I'm tryna put my niggas on the map like treasure Send seal like a letter, your bitch want my sweater (Bitch, what?) Niggas inconsistent like the California weather If he hard, but I'm better, on me like I'm Yeller I'll bust him in his head with a pipe 'cause I'm pressure I feel like Tee Grizzley 'cause this shit take no effort This bummy nigga really think he fresh but I'm fresher She callin', I'm sextin', he goofy he pressin' Tell 'em get the chalk, we gon' teach bro a lesson No, he not with no plan, not talkin' that dough, what the fuck is he sayin'? (The fuck?) Thirteen hoes with a mask like I'm Jason I'm all out of patience, this Glock actin' racist Cappin' like a shooter, bro, that nigga pump-faking (Nigga, yeah) [Interlude: Duffy & Blue Pesos] And all that, nigga (Ayy, ayy) It's Dior on my back, it's Dior on my bitch Ugh, nigga It's Dior on my back, it's Dior on my sheets, ayy Nigga, it's Dior on my back, it's Dior on my bitch (Yeah) Ayy, ayy [Chorus: Duffy] It's Dior on my back, it's Dior on my bitch I ain't mean to hit your ho, she was all on my dick Just talked to Ling Ling, told her buy me more kicks OTM the dream team, lil' bitch, we don't miss