Lyrics

[Intro: Blue Pesos] (Gentle Beatz) Uh [Verse 1: Blue Pesos] First off, we finna kick the back door in The Stincs like the new Navy Seals, I brought four missiles Chiefin' stacks on me, won't catch me in no cheap denim 2021 Benz, won't catch me in no cheap rental (Shit real) Let the drum off, fuck, now my hand hurt We need a four of that Wock', call up Aunt Shirley In the streets, I'm a grouch, best friends with Bert and Ernie He on the menu, ain't no questions, gang and them for sure served him They like, "P, your chain hittin'", all I'm yellin' is out is "Go rob him" At the shows, I'm еither hoppin' out a foreign or a big-body It's 2023, come shut mе up 'cause I'm still poppin' She bought a five hundred dollar trap, what? This bitch still grounded I sound like Drakeo, oh, that's what y'all mad 'bout? It's all laughs when I'm jokin' but I'm mad now Bitch, I'm pissed off, let me show you Pippy Longstocking We just gangbangers, bitch, guaranteed he finna cry about it Don't throw that shit up, it'll be a pizza party Your daddy was a snitch, don't even try to pull that card, nigga This dick ain't free, pay the P, you know I charge bitches Opps ain't finna do nothin', don't start nothin' Back to back on a nigga block, ain't no hard feelings Ran off with the scoreboard, I'm a sore winner Fuckin' on IG models and pornstars Three million streams a month, independent, y'all ain't doin' that, uh [Verse 2: EBK Bckdoe] Niggas independent, I ain't signin' shit (I ain't signin' shit) When I freestyle, I talk shit, I ain't writin' shit (I ain't writin' shit) Bitch took my whole deuce of Quagen, finna fight this bitch (Finna fight this bitch) I just found a pink ten, she finna bite this shit (She finna bite this shit) She be poppin' Percs on the low, a baby dope fiend (Baby dope fiend) [?] been doin' dog all year, this nigga nose bleed (Aha) I done robbed all the drank plugs for no damn reason (No damn reason) Bitch, I'm with the Stincs Off the Mussle in this bitch geekin' (In this bitch high) Ayy, where my cup at? Pour some more up (Pour some more up) I just poured a deuce and popped a thirty, finna throw up (I'm finna hurl) Tryna rap, I'm noddin' off the drank, in here tore up (In here tore up) Made his bitch broke as the fuck, I'm finna roll somethin' (I'm finna roll somethin') Drey, cut that beat back on, I damn near rolled somethin' (I damn near rolled somethin') She see me uppin' dog shit, she want her toes done (She want her toes done) I ain't [?] sip, I sip Trish, bitch, pour somethin' I pour an eight and drop the whole eight just like four somethin' (Just like four, nigga) [Verse 3: Duffy] Broke niggas in my ear like, "Let me hold somethin'" If the police askin' 'bout a body, I don't know nothin' I don't know what niggas on, but I've been dough huntin' Opp nigga pull up next to me, gon' catch the whole hundred Too exclusive, let me in through that back door Yeah, I heard that nigga lil' verse, that shit cap, though I got this loaf up out the field, this ain't a bank roll Any nigga 'round this bitch know I stand ten toes I need the chili baba, bitch, and some Hm, this a mini chop, not a handgun I just dunked on a nerd nigga, that's an and-one Nigga sauce bitin', I know you wish you was us Shit, it's the real bully breakers Say whatever, niggas know the truth, thank us later Laughin' at these niggas, countin' pape, niggas haters She gon' put it in my hand, she my favorite, uh [Outro: Duffy] Shit, bitch, yeah Too exclusive, let me in through that back door, uh