Lyrics

[Verse 1: Duffy] We outside, nigga, who trippin'? Off the Mussle, they the truth, how they came was different True pocket breaker, I be runnin' off to square bitches (Viper) Two guns, two loafies, too greedy, too vicious (Jermain Graves, lay 'em down) Shit, keep the truth alive, we got one mission I love the violence, I've been dealin' with a strange addiction No snitchin', get jiggy, shots rang, who did it? If she got a cookie jar, I'm finna put my hand in it Piside dance, hit my two-step when the bag land If I got up on 'em hangin' with thе opps, I caught him red handed Play with gang and them, I'm turnin' to a crash dummy Triеd to introduce him to Shaneyney but he ran from her [Chorus: Duffy] These niggas scary, why they speakin' on the team? As if they ever slid on us, all that shit be make believe Smoke with me, what we on? I'm tryna roll him in this leaf Neck dancin', stick pokin', racks bustin' out my jeans Nigga Like why these broke scary niggas always speakin' on the team? Bitch, fuck As if they ever slid on us, all that shit be make believe, nigga Smoke with me, what we on? I'm tryna roll him in this leaf, bitch (Nigga) Shit Neck dancin', stick pokin', racks bustin' out the jeans [Verse 2: Blue Pesos] Mop sticks, street sweeps, walked in with Mr. Clean She ain't get the perky dick, I smoked a 'Wood and went to sleep Let's be honest, keep it real, who really fuckin' with the team? I might do it [?] and go whack this boy for free Bitch, you fuckin' with a beast, nevermind, I'm just a cold demon You gon' tear it off or suck dick, bitch? Are we done here? You know who run the city, don't be stupid 'cause it's quite clear Detective Hardiman vibes from this nigga, why is cops near? Quit all the cappin' on the mic, bro, you don't live that I seen your new piece on the 'Gram, we gon' come strip that I thought he was a gangster, how he see me and start hollerin' out? Bitch, how you come with no uchies? Man, I'm flabberghasted Just kicked back for show over, is this the pizza party? Why every time we mention money, you don't say nothin'? "P, who pissed you off, bro? You actin' abnormal" Nigga, shut up with that shit, just keep recordin' [Chorus: Duffy] These niggas scary, why they speakin' on the team? As if they ever slid on us, all that shit be make believe Smoke with me, what we on? I'm tryna roll him in this leaf Neck dancin', stick pokin', racks bustin' out my jeans Nigga Like why these broke scary niggas always speakin' on the team? Bitch, fuck As if they ever slid on us, all that shit be make believe, nigga Smoke with me, what we on? I'm tryna roll him in this leaf, bitch Shit Neck dancin', stick pokin', racks bustin' out the jeans [Verse 3: Young Bull] Fix your lips when you speakin' on the team Tough guy on the 'net, now he on his knees Chop suey on my hip, get the bag by any means These niggas really broke, they ain't never seen a fifty-piece Fired Mei Ling, then I had to flee the scene (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt) I'ma choke her so she wanna pay a fee (Wanna pay the fee) Coachin' hoes, yeah, I'm tryna get a ring Just blew a nigga rent all up on some lean, Goddamn I'm sippin' mud with my mud brothers Gang and them, we don't trust none of you new niggas Fuck with him, stuck with him, duck with him Gave him fifteen all [?] (Goddamn) Now his mama cryin', now she really miss him Whole gang full of faggots and some snakes Stinc Team, yeah, the gang, yeah, we winnin' (Gang and them) Check the score, sore winner on these niggas [Chorus: Duffy] These niggas scary, why they speakin' on the team? As if they ever slid on us, all that shit be make believe Smoke with me, what we on? I'm tryna roll him in this leaf Neck dancin', stick pokin', racks bustin' out my jeans Nigga (Nigga, nigga) Like why these broke scary niggas always speakin' on the team? (Yeah) Bitch, fuck (We ain't doin' all that, nigga) As if they ever slid on us, all that shit be make believe, nigga (Bitch, scoreboard is not even, nigga) Smoke with me, what we on? I'm tryna roll him in this leaf, bitch (Nigga, where the opps at, nigga?) Shit Neck dancin', stick pokin', racks bustin' out the jeans [Outro: Duffy] All these opps broke as fuck, nigga, and scary as fuck, nigga Nigga Fuck a nigga talkin' 'bout, nigga? Nigga ain't never came to say hello or none of that, nigga Dead homies, nigga, be outside every day, nigga On bunk, nigga Ayy, Young Bull, what's up with these niggas, bro? What's up with these niggas, bro? These niggas swear to God like they really doin' somethin', bro, we run LA, nigga Nigga