Lyrics

[Intro: Blue Pesos] (Yeah, Benji) Ugh, you know the truth [Verse 1: Blue Pesos] Hold the gun for me, if not, you ain't in love with me I wanna fuck her all the time, ain't no chill button Her last nigga was a square, she need a breadwinner If you love me, baby, show me where the bands at I bet a milli' we ain't never use no latex They only tear it off for me, but you hate that Let's be real, you knew the truth since way back That nigga flashy diamonds on, he just keep flexin' He be ballin' in a foreign with a hottie with him You say it's real, prove it to me, tat my name on you If they offered you life, would you tell on me? If I flatlined him, would you post bail for me? I step out, we look exclusive with the chains glowin' Four chains on them, shit, do your thing, baby Niggas fake to me, niggas better not say nothin' I've been grindin' all my life, where niggas hate on me [Chorus: Blue Pesos & Duffy] I've been thuggin' since young, I need real lovin' Keep it a hundred with me, I'll do the same for you You know the truth, I'm the truth, don't play with me Over you, on gang and them, I'll K a nigga (I've been thuggin' since young, I need real lovin') (Keep it a hundred with me, I'll do the same for you) (You know the truth, I'm the truth, don't play with me) (Over you, on gang and them, I'll K a nigga) Shit You in love with me? Prove it to me, tat my name on you Keep it a hundred with me, I'll do the same for you (Shit) You know the truth, I'm the truth, don't play with me (Bitch) Over you, on gang and them, I'll K a nigga [Verse 2: Duffy] They ain't fuckin' with us Lingo bingo, I got her talkin' different Pourin' all this lean, I'm still thirsty for it In LA, I'm like a hall of famer, talk to me My fault, I ain't mean to make her fall in love with me Nina Ross, she gon' sneak her in the club for me If they lock me up, is you gon' hold it down for me? Bring them bands home, make me proud of you I'm a street nigga, I don't really trust nothin' I eat five hundred dollar dinners with a blower pokin' I'm gettin' to it, yeah, I promise this shit nothin' to me She too fly, I gotta bring her out in public with me (Yeah, Benji) Duffel full of blues and a hundiddy Trust me, anybody could get introduced to chop suey Slidin' in a foreign, niggas bums to me I'm finna twist this lil' 'Wood, baby, drive for me Vibe with me, I don't brag about the free throws Big bank uchies on the dash, like for real, though I'm flu flammin', why you worried 'bout a side ho? Loafy on me, I make niggas look like lil' bro I keep flexin', they for surely gon' be mad at us We could go do anything, shit, name somethin' I need you to be my peace, keep my focus up Show me somethin' if you so in love