Lyrics

[Intro: Duffy & Ralfy the Plug] (Thank You Fizzle) Yeah (Smoov, what's good, baby?) Bitch Long live Drakeo (Gang and them) Shit, nigga, who trippin'? My chop outdid him, Duffy, he a true menace Put the slap on him, he was laughin' but we ain't kiddin' ABC7, turn his mama to an eyewitness [Chorus: Duffy] He should know what the truth is Every day we winnin', everything I do exclusive I hope you tuned in, I've been touchin' blue strips Too Greedy Fam, I want the uchies, I don't want friends Shit, he should know what the truth is Every day we winnin', everything I do exclusive, nigga I hope you tuned in Too Greedy Fam, I want the uchies, I don't want friends [Verse 1: Duffy] Danger zone, you should go home, Roger Who trippin'? Let's shoot a movie, I got Oscars True hood trophies, sit the bench, watch us go far Never been fly, let me catch him, he gon' touch stars, nigga Better get with the program Any nigga starin' at this buddah gettin' flu flammed I forget these broke niggas' names, nigga, who's that? PTSD, his headshots I can't move past Shit, keep it comin' with the curveballs Don't have me out here knockin' face tattoos off Big chop on me just in case he think I'm too small We don't do no fightin', I got F&Ns for Jake Pauls [Chorus: Duffy] He should know what the truth is Every day we winnin', everything I do exclusive I hope you tuned in, I've been touchin' blue strips Too Greedy Fam, I want the uchies, I don't want friends Shit, he should know what the truth is Every day we winnin', everything I do exclusive, nigga I hope you tuned in Too Greedy Fam, I want the uchies, I don't want friends [Verse 2: Blue Pesos] She's a roller, she wanna party on the weekend Instagram will get you stretched for that sneak diss Finding Nemo, we had to throw him off the deep end Once you go against the gang, you can't peace treat' Beat it, don't let the door hit you on the way out What the fuck this nigga say? This E-SIG just blew his brains out I'm a nigga, wherever I go, I got my chains out Crime pays a different nigga when his mic off Glitter and glitter, chains dancin' on me, Mike Jack I'll cock back a hundred in the clip, try and fight back This nigga say another smart remark, I might snap Roy Jones, stick and move with my chop, I throw a jab Fuck them, Drakeo prodigies still causin' problems We gon' keep on talkin' shit 'cause who really finna stop us? Nigga talk reckless, I just slapped his baby mama Shit, you know the truth, nigga [Chorus: Duffy] He should know what the truth is Every day we winnin', everything I do exclusive I hope you tuned in, I've been touchin' blue strips Too Greedy Fam, I want the uchies, I don't want friends Shit, he should know what the truth is Every day we winnin', everything I do exclusive, nigga I hope you tuned in Too Greedy Fam, I want the uchies, I don't want friends [Verse 3: Ralfy the Plug] Come on, you know what the truth is Here in LA is where me and my goons live I spend 'bout five bands on a new 'fit She said, "Ralfy, I'm enjoyin' this new perky dick" When you payin' the Plug, that's some of the perks you get You askin' all these questions, nigga, who is you workin' with? Only thing that's gon' make me happy is servin' [?] Feel like gang and them over there gettin' surgical again The Plug too solemn, won't break, curve, or bend He pulled up to the money late, the nerve of him Me and money fit together, we the perfect match They like, "Ralfy made the beat and he got a verse for that" The Plug [Chorus: Duffy] He should know what the truth is Every day we winnin', everything I do exclusive I hope you tuned in, I've been touchin' blue strips Too Greedy Fam, I want the uchies, I don't want friends Shit, he should know what the truth is Every day we winnin', everything I do exclusive, nigga I hope you tuned in Too Greedy Fam, I want the uchies, I don't want friends