Lyrics

[Chrous: Blue Pesos] Dropped a pile, where you at in Loafie World? Make him strip like he dance at crazy girls Ugh, that's a headshot, I damn near almost hurled All in my comments bitchin' 'cause I'm sippin' syrup You say you want that bonus, make sure you come back with his head Minnie Mouse chop, bust this bitch, you lookin' sketch Askin' questions like you workin' with the feds For just a pint of red, that'll get a nigga checked [Verse 1: Blue Pesos] Pow, in the kisser, that's for poppin' at the lip When I get inside my thoughts, I just pop another seal DND, bitch, don't call me when I'm in the field Instagram troll, he don't even know what hit him Do another drill for me, show me that it's real You actin' like a thug, but I know that's just pretend Hundreds on the floor, it's a BC loaf I got Mei Ling strippin' with her chichis showin' Clown nigga, ran into a opp and he peed his self Slap, homie, you don't want me trippin', I'll grab the belt "P, chill, calm down, he done had enough" F&N with long stock in any minutes pack a punched [Chrous: Blue Pesos] Dropped a pile, where you at in Loafie World? Make him strip like he dance at crazy girls Ugh, that's a headshot, I damn near almost hurled All in my comments bitchin' 'cause I'm sippin' syrup You say you want that bonus, make sure you come back with his head Minnie Mouse chop, bust this bitch, you lookin' sketch Askin' questions like you workin' with the feds For just a pint of red, that'll get a nigga checked [Verse 2: TruCarr] Look, you keep on fuck around, you gon' get somebody stripped (Stripped, stripped, stripped, stripped) Ayy, you gotta be whatever I'm on, it's if you hop inside this whip I know they probably don't even want a nigga on that shit if I go there If I I heard they tryna peace treat, niggas weird Only wanna sneak diss 'cause they scared You don't really want no smoke, you gon' see a nigga everywhere If we pull up back to back, ManMan shit won't mean very well They be tryna calm us down, we causin' havoc in the city Anybody that you ever seen me with, we gettin' chili, look You won't catch me with nothin' less than a fifty It get risky, who gon' pop out when it's time to go get busy? [Verse 3: Duffy] Shit, tables turnin', you don't want my niggas spinnin' I'm a rockstar, yeah, she know what come with it Crazy girls buyin' bottles, turn this bitch to Rack City "What's up in that duffel bag?" A loaf of sticks with extensions Spend chili, no biggie, I got all this bread on me Might press this red button, I know niggas scared of me Niggas just got shot at, let's go back, they still ain't learn, nigga Think it's Disney? Turn him to a Cheetah Girl Ugh Poppin' opps where I'm at in Loafie World Ballerina, bullets made a nigga twirl Put his face up on some sweatshirts, he like Earl We the ones that got the torch, wait your turn Nigga, shit Dropped a pile where we at in Loafie World