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[Verse 1: Blue Pesos] All these niggas bad apples, stay the fuck away from me I ain't never had nothin', how I not showboat? Can I get a drumroll? Hundiddy just for him Uh, that was fantastic, fuck with me, nobody Shit, you're delusional A broke bitch can never get a word or even speak to me Scottie Pippen chasticed him, bullets for him, Matt Ryan "P, chill out, he's a boy, you know he can't take it", ugh He on the news from street sweepers, made him street famous Tear it off, what you do? I like 'em rich, baby What the fuck you got on? This is not the 80s Hit me with some uchies, then maybe you could persuadе me I speak guapanesе with Ling Ling, can you translate it? In my comments with that shit, is you a gay faggot? Walkin' with the big head, they thinkin' that I'm Hey Arnold Draco spittin' on they block, shit, that's y'all problem [Chorus: Blue Pesos] Take this hundred to the face, or would you rather Get your bitch broke quick? Or would you rather Have this chopper throw a tantrum? Shit, or would you rather? Don dada, we on his block, don't say nothin' (Yeah, Benji) Shit Take this hundred to the face, or would you rather Nigga Get your bitch broke quick? Or would you rather Shit Have this chopper throw a tantrum? Shit, or would you rather? Nigga Don dada, we on his block, don't say nothin' [Verse 2: Young Bull] Don dada, we on his block, don't say nothin' Gave him a facelift for playin' with my hundreds Hit stick sent a blitz, make a nigga fumble Would you rather fuck with a rich nigga or a buster? (Yeah, Benji) Dropped a pile on the floor, bitch, clean it up Hundred band jugg on the field got my pockets stuffed If it's smoke with the gang, lil' nigga, who want runt with us? Sockin' niggas in the county, make a nigga roll it up Free Kels, Free Mell, free Reising, nigga, all the thugs On the affidavit, nigga, you was tellin', bruh Gang and them, bitch, and we ballin' with no label, huh? Would you rather get shot at? If not, nigga, hold a gun [Chorus: Blue Pesos] Take this hundred to the face, or would you rather Get your bitch broke quick? Or would you rather Have this chopper throw a tantrum? Shit, or would you rather? Don dada, we on his block, don't say nothin' (Yeah, Benji) Take this hundred to the face, or would you rather Nigga Get your bitch broke quick? Or would you rather Shit Have this chopper throw a tantrum? Shit, or would you rather? Nigga Don dada, we on his block, don't say nothin' [Verse 3: Duffy] I can come and drop a hundred, would you rather that? 'Wood full of opps, had to smoke him, he ain't comin' back Blammers out in public, finna show these niggas how to act Bum nigga never been in Neiman Marcus or Saks I ain't with the chit-chat, all he heard was "Click-clack" Talkin', we ain't into that, we whippin' out some big straps Body, yeah, we did that, smoke with me, where he at? It stay blocked, right here, nigga, hold on, sit back All these niggas say they in the field, where the blitz at? Mei Ling know I've been a joint way before rap Tricky ballplay, if he try, he a silly rabbit Fin on me, tryna make a faggot do some acrobatics Had him runnin' every light, he got caught in traffic I know that scoreboard hurt, he just another tally Dealin' with some things y'all would all percieve as post traumatic Niggas bad for business, do or die, what you reppin'? (Yeah, Benji) [Chorus: Blue Pesos] Take this hundred to the face, or would you rather Get your bitch broke quick? Or would you rather Have this chopper throw a tantrum? Shit, or would you rather? Don dada, we on his block, don't say nothin' Shit Take this hundred to the face, or would you rather (Ayy, go 'head, IIInfinite) Nigga Get your bitch broke quick? Or would you rather (Yeah, Benji) Have this chopper throw a tantrum? Shit, or would you rather? Nigga Don dada, we on his block, don't say nothin'