Lyrics

[Intro] (Damn, Roger made this one?) (Reconboy) (Damn, my nigga Glxck made this shit) [Chorus: Duffy] Huh, hop up in a foreign, slide Thought I was gon' take a break from drank? Shit, I tried (Shit, I tried) Niggas out here cappin' in they songs, them be lies I got money waitin' on me, baby, I ain't got all night Shit, we outside, nigga, we ain't hard to find These niggas really nice, I seen it with my own two eyes L&R with Gallery Department, I'm too fly Tell these niggas say goodbye, OTM came right on time [Post-Chorus: Duffy] Shit, hmm These niggas really nice, I seen it with my own two eyes (Eyes) Hmm, pump faker, you could try, but we don't believe the hype [Verse 1: Duffy] You wanna leave with me tonight? I'm in my duffy now Pull a twenty ball out the bank, I'm in here pistoled down I see broke niggas choosin' bitches, how that sound? Heavy metal, pull up on they block and rock it out Yeah, drums in this bitch, we some rockstars What we pourin' up today, Tristian or the Wockhardt? Blues stackin', if your motion real, it ain't that hard Ballin' on these niggas like a point guard, I call shots Just know we got it, everybody can't come Remember I was fucked up, ain't know what Benihana was Ain't no questions, if I bring it up once, it's gon' get done Pull up in them fast foreign coupes, the hotties know it's us [Chorus: Duffy] Shit, hop up in a foreign, slide Thought I was gon' take a break from drank? Shit, I tried Niggas out here cappin' in they songs, them be lies I got money waitin' on me, baby, I ain't got all night Shit, we outside, nigga, we ain't hard to find These niggas really nice, I seen it with my own two eyes L&R with Gallery Department, I'm too fly Tell these niggas say goodbye, OTM came right on time [Post-Chorus: Duffy] Shit, hmm, nigga These niggas really nice, I seen it with my own two eyes, shit Bitch, pump faker, you could try, but we don't believe the hype [Verse 2: Yung Angel] We can't believe the hype 'cause half these niggas really hoes He ain't gon' pop nobody, that blower is just for show It was rainin' outside, I slipped and fell and poured a four Thought I was done with sippin'? Fuck it, I need some more Caught a loaf off RPs and 'bows of fried dough This coupe don't need keys, drive fast and sip slow Got fins and XDs, and Glocks, but no ghosts Might be a backdoor, so no, I can't trust a ho He doin' it for the clout, but, bitch, I got it off the muscle They don't need air for the hype, no, they do not love it You gotta pay me 'fore you play, bitch, I do not trust you These niggas comin' for our spot, so we can't get comfortable Bow your head before you speak, the homie might just bust on you Tryna beef with the gang, you got turned into a Lunchable She said, "Put the cup down," damn, bae, I tried Knowin' damn well I'm lyin', bae, I only poured a line [Chorus: Duffy] Hop up in a foreign, slide Thought I was gon' take a break from drank? Shit, I tried Niggas out here cappin' in they songs, them be lies I got money waitin' on me, baby, I ain't got all night Shit, we outside, nigga, we ain't hard to find These niggas really nice, I seen it with my own two eyes L&R with Gallery Department, I'm too fly Tell these niggas say goodbye, OTM came right on time [Post-Chorus: Duffy] Shit, nigga These niggas really nice, I seen it with my own two eyes, shit Bitch, pump faker, you could try, but we don't believe the hype [Verse 3: Blue Pesos] Don't believe the lies, don't believe the hype I tried to put the cup down and then I poured another pint Spotted Susie in the club and she got 619'd Heard a mouse drop a dime, he got flipped with a 9 Four hundred thousand off of rap, bitch, we did that twice Niggas trickin' on bitches, no, I'm not that type Tell these old niggas move 'cause they time is expired You'll get fired for slippin', you know I brought the BIC lighter Racin' down the 110, know that type of shit excite her Handin' K's to the youth, P-T-V, Promote The Violence Bitch, it's long live Ketchy, we still foreign whip slidin' She gon' do it 'cause I'm P, so I told her do Simon, ugh [Outro: Duffy] Hop up in a foreign, slide Thought I was gon' take a break from drank? Shit, I tried Niggas out here cappin' in they songs, them be lies I got money waitin' on me, baby, I ain't got all night