Lyrics

[Intro: Blue Pesos] How 'bout that, nigga? 'Fore I slap you with this stack, nigga You know the truth [Verse 1: Blue Pesos] Drop a four in this cup, it might clear away your sense If you really 'bout that life, stand outside and drop the pin You tryna chit-chat with opps, I'm in the field tryna win Put some money on his head and get him dropped for a ten-piece Mr. Whiskers in my ear sayin', "Flip him" If you love me, baby, strip for me, tear it all off I'm a too greedy Stinc, shot caller, it's a cost to be a boss All these niggas mad as us 'cause they bitch holdin' dogs I heard the cops comin', I ain't tryna stay, we gotta go The old head, chops out, put some bullets through his fro Gettin' annoyed, lil' bitch, you've been herе for too long I need the dough, you could catch me on the road [Chorus: Blue Pesos] If you ain't bringin' uchiеs, gotta go, how 'bout that? How 'bout I drop a hundiddy on his block? How 'bout that? Don't compare us to these bums, you know the truth, these niggas wack If you love me, baby, show me where it's at I ain't playin' with you kids, I'ma snap, how 'bout that? I got the slap on me now, I'm finna spazz, how 'bout that? How 'bout I slap you with a stack? How would you feel about that? Niggas ain't nothin', "Damn, P, can you relax?" [Verse 2: Yung Angel] Hop out trippin' with the MAC, how 'bout that? Dark coupes, all black, back to back, how 'bout that? Always trippin' on the homies, damn, Drey, could you relax? You ain't outside with the gang, you ain't gang, straight like that Stincs run LA, they love us, that's exactly why they mad He was woofin' on the 'net, we left his body in trash bags Got the money, we ain't gotta pull up, my hitman from Baghdad In the county, was whoopin' on them niggas, gettin' laughed at You gotta tear it off immediately or she can't eat with us Narcissistic funds, it cost money to speak to us Reincarnation of Jesus, everybody believe in us It's the too greedy Stinc Team, ain't no such thing as reachin' us [Chorus: Blue Pesos] If you ain't bringin' uchies, gotta go, how 'bout that? How 'bout I drop a hundiddy on his block? How 'bout that? Don't compare us to these bums, you know the truth, these niggas wack If you love me, baby, show me where it's at I ain't playin' with you kids, I'ma snap, now 'bout that? I got the slap on me now, I'm finna spazz, how 'bout that? How 'bout I slap you with a stack? How would you feel about that? Niggas ain't nothin', "Damn, P, can you relax?" [Verse 3: Duffy] If I pull up on his block with a chop, how 'bout that? If I catch him, I'ma blow him out his socks, how 'bout that? I keep seein' niggas typin', I'm like, "Where is niggas at?" All these niggas mad we really keep it real, how 'bout that? I keep spendin' all these uchies, that's the story of my life Bro, it's 2022, why the fuck is we gon' fight? Bouncin' out the backseat, I seen somethin' that I like Cold nigga, I can see the future, bitch, I know it's bright She an opp bitch, I don't know, somethin' ain't lookin' right You ain't never met a nigga that'll slap you, I'm the type Bitch, I'm startin' to lose my mind, nigga, say my lyrics down level Speed Racer, gotta keep my foot up on that gas pedal Second guessin', tryna get up on me, he done fucked up Old-ass nigga, sit the bench, tie them trunks up Stincs throwin' hard in the paint, bro, you won't score Niggas don't get no love, try it, then he done for [Chorus: Blue Pesos] If you ain't bringin' uchies, gotta go, how 'bout that? How 'bout I drop a hundiddy on his block? How 'bout that? Don't compare us to these bums, you know the truth, these niggas wack If you love me, baby, show me where it's at I ain't playin' with you kids, I'ma snap, now 'bout that? I got the slap on me now, I'm finna spazz, how 'bout that? How 'bout I slap you with a stack? How would you feel about that? Niggas ain't nothin', "Damn, P, can you relax?"