Lyrics

[Verse 1: Blue Pesos] P back up on that shit, niggas asked me why I'm trippin' Glock, FNs and MAC-10s, I walked in with extensions I just dropped 'bout fifty shots, they like, "Damn, you still shootin'?" (Holy1k) I was a young nigga actin' out and ridin' with the foolery (Verse2) Hit him with some shit, it got him leanin' like he noddin' off These K bullets sparkin', I'm aggressive, I don't like talkin' Bitches gettin' smacked and chastised if they out lovin' Yeah, I like the K, but you know the Glock fit better This shit I wear, it's expensive, I ain't like these other niggas I'm with a hottie blowin' hundrеds on a real expensivе dinner We eatin' filet mig', but these chopsticks, they came from Benihanas You know the truth, we run the city, I be yellin' out, "Stinc Team" But, bitch, it's Off the Mussle, either way, it's for the win I just walked in grippin' on my chop with a grin Bodybaggin' opposition, Stinc Team just throwed Christmas Switchblades and red beams and his home triple digits I don't rap, I'm just speakin' how we livin' That new GLE coupe? Watch your mouth 'cause I'll flip it We too flashy, K's dancin', smoke comin' out the barrel I see him starin' at my chains, he make a move and I'ma book him Roll a 'Wood of new cookie pack, nigga, what you lookin' at? He's no longer, rest in peace, I know they sick of us We ain't lettin' off the opps, they better give it up The wrong niggas here, y'all should know we finna tear it up [Chorus: Blue Pesos] Let the K speak, you niggas don't be hearin' us They don't like us, we run shit, we put fear in 'em These niggas know what's goin' on and I ain't sayin' nothin' We them niggas in LA, you either hate or love us Let the K speak, I swear that you niggas don't be hearin' us Nigga They don't like us, on God, we run shit, we put fear in 'em These niggas know what's goin' on, I ain't even finna say nothin' We them niggas in LA, on God, you either hate or love us [Verse 2: Duffy] Man, these niggas don't be hearin' us Niggas scared of money, on my mama we put fear in bums Heard him speakin' on my name, made him tear it up He pull up doin' all that talkin', get his mirror bust I'm 2Greedy, nigga He was dissin' on the team and he woke up with his pieces missing All these niggas act like police, I don't speak to niggas The devil strapped around my shoulder, got the reaper with us We got beams and extensions, nigga, all of the above I don't want your weed, pussy, niggas chillin' with the plug She say she knew I was Duffy, I ain't tell her who I was All these niggas weird as fuck, I can't show no nigga love She ever fuck with me, she can't go back to no scrub He a demon on the 'Gram, he a killer with his thumbs If he reach, leave him snug as a bug in a rug Make him dance Mariachi, got muchacha with the drums He really pulled up trippin', it was tragic what got did to him Told that nigga check the score, bro, I'm pretty sure your side is hip You could lie to yourself, bro, but you could never fuck with OTM Threw a thousand on the floor, I should've got that lil' shit on film He ain't seen no money, all his homies broke nerds Nigga thinkin' 'bout my pieces, probably smoke Sherm Drivin' what we want, we ain't givin' niggas no turns Drivin' off the Casamigos, bro, we gon' for sure swerve Don't be dissin', who that get up on my bro nerves? You know I got the blower pokin', niggas don't learn You know we ain't outside if we get here and he post first Stripped him out his tennis shoes, I hit him with a cold serve If I'm out, then I'm ridin' with my blower with me Thinkin' to myself should I take it? That's a quick decision Who these niggas in my face? I don't know them niggas Want some clout? We'll put his pic' on television [Chorus: Blue Pesos] Let the K speak, you niggas don't be hearin' us They don't like us, we run shit, we put fear in 'em These niggas know what's goin' on and I ain't sayin' nothin' We them niggas in LA, you either hate or love us Let the K speak, I swear that you niggas don't be hearin' us Nigga They don't like us, on God, we run shit, we put fear in 'em