Lyrics

[Intro: Blue Pesos] Certified money getters Hope this nigga get the picture, bitch [Verse 1: Blue Pesos] Certified money getters, paid this nigga get the picture? See that buddha chain on him, knew the Stinc Team did it We be ridin' 'round with street sweeps and FNs (Holy1k) War time, no white flags for nigga (Verse2), bring your best man I stepped in with a mean look on me, I ain't playin' Better not approach me with that bullshit, I'm makin' niggas famous Put his face on KCAL, hundred rounds'll put him down Door knockin', black midget, you would never hear a sound [Chorus: Blue Pesos] Make a move, he's a goof, his whole gang full of losers Don't assume 'cause I'll shoot, please don't get to actin' foolish Always faded it off that juice, what's the move we gon' do? Stinc Team, lil' bitch, you know we greedy with a tool Nigga He's a fool, his whole gang full of losers, nigga I'll shoot, please don't get to actin' foolish, nigga Always faded it off that juice, nigga Stinc Team, bitch, you know we greedy with a tool [Verse 2: Blue Pesos] Ayy, what's the move? I got the drop on some loot Money moves every day, get a bag, that's absolute Pullin' up in dark coupes, these niggas know what time it is Niggas beggin' for the smoke, split his ass into ten Throwin' ten pieces up, all full of hundiddies He's an opposition trippin'? We gon' treat him like he Biggie ARs like military, always keep the fin around me Came lookin' for the beef, he got turned to teriyaki Benihanas, finna fry him up and serve him with some lobster 12 get behind the coupe, he and a hundred, we got choppers I don't want your baby mama, that bitch come with too much drama Had to leave her on the curb, tryna ask me for some guala Nigga [Chorus: Blue Pesos] Make a move, he's a goof, his whole gang full of losers Don't assume 'cause I'll shoot, please don't get to actin' foolish Always faded it off that juice, what's the move we gon' do? Stinc Team, lil' bitch, you know we greedy with a tool Nigga He's a fool, his whole gang full of losers, nigga I'll shoot, please don't get to actin' foolish, nigga Always faded it off that juice, nigga Stinc Team, bitch, you know we greedy with a tool [Verse 3: Duffy] I don't think he wanna start with me Instagram famous, he ain't on the same chart as me Wrong move, then I'm sparkin' him I turned a group of tough guys to Bone Thugs-N-Harmony If I do it, it is not the norm Kind of low on money 'cause I spent it all on firearms We finna bounce, think this nigga got a wire on Told him not to mind me with this chop, I don't mean no harm Got up on him mob deep, it was a quiet storm Tryna see who aim is the best, nigga, mine or yours Ain't no tellin', I'm a certified dough getter Buddha on my neck, this a chink boppin' gold medal He won't live to see another day He ain't believe I really had the K 'til it was in his face Street nigga, Off The Mussle in my DNA He's no longer, I'm sorry it had to be this way