Lyrics

[Intro: Duffy] (What are you gonna do? You gonna kill me, Mr. J? What?) Shit Nigga Shit, bitch You know the truth [Chorus: Duffy] Bitch, I got some chip, but I ain't satisfied Cash rules everything around me, I like dollar signs Shit, uchie getters, bitch, we certified Why these niggas hate me? Go get yours, bitch, I'm gettin' mine Shit, nigga, I ain't never lied Smooth nigga, I could get a bitch to believe I could fly Told the bitch I'm leavin' her, she said she'd rather die The opps where? Send the drop and I'll be right on time [Verse 1: Duffy] Shit, we know the truth, and that's the bottom line Drivin' so fast in the foreign, I got teary eyes Me and P up in them coupes, racin' side to side Ten bottles in my section, told her, "Open wide" Heavy steppin' stride, Pippy, this my buddy Neiman Marcus told me they don't know you, them my cousins Cold demons, we got sticks pokin' in the function We finna show you niggas how to act in public, ugh [Chorus: Duffy] Bitch, I got some chip, but I ain't satisfied Cash rules everything around me, I like dollar signs Shit, uchie getters, bitch, we certified Why these niggas hate me? Go get yours, bitch, I'm gettin' mine Shit, nigga, I ain't never lied Smooth nigga, I could get a bitch to believe I could fly Told the bitch I'm leavin' her, she said she'd rather die The opps where? Send the drop and I'll be right on time [Verse 2: Blue Pesos] I been to Hell and back, I'll tell you it ain't nothin' nice Sixty seconds all I got, you runnin' out of time Benihana's, chopsticks, serve him with a side of rice Them Too Greedy bastards at the door, I see 'em through the blinds In the words of the Don, they don't wanna see me take they shine Three hundred for some [?], nigga, stupid, don't cross that line I'll tell a bitch exactly what it is, I'm not gon' lie What the fuck you got a gun for? You ain't finna shoot nobody P ain't got no sweat on his name, I ain't dropped one dime Hundred thousand dollar deal presented, I still ain't sign P ain't got no smut on his name, I ain't dropped one dime Hundred thousand dollar deal presented, I still ain't sign For real, bitch [Chorus: Duffy] Bitch, I got some chip, but I ain't satisfied Cash rules everything around me, I like dollar signs Shit, uchie getters, bitch, we certified Why these niggas hate me? Go get yours, bitch, I'm gettin' mine Shit, nigga, I ain't never lied Smooth nigga, I could get a bitch to believe I could fly Told the bitch I'm leavin' her, she said she'd rather die The opps where? Send the drop and I'll be right on time