Lyrics

[Intro: Blue Pesos] (Viper) (DooRagg straight slappin' shit) Bitch [Verse 1: Blue Pesos] It'll get diabolical Tear it off, you know what's goin' on, it ain't optional Fins and XDs, I got a very heavy arsenal Shells let you know how much I hate you, take this criticism "P, stop playin'", come and see me, I guess it's been a minute Only time niggas come around is when it's beneficial P ain't pimpin' but I done broke a couple Kylie Jenners Thirty bands, I better blow through it, it take like two weeks Stincs walked in, the oppositions, they like, "Oh, shit" Double deckers, two cannons in, I got two pistols Off the Mussle choice, we got motion and more venom Your boyfriеnd is an opp, let me know should I chip him? Bop-bop, breakdancе, chop made him get griddy Big MAC'll fry a nigga up, now we a McGriddle We ain't finna play with no nigga, this the Stinc city Loose skin and lettin' shots off all willy-nilly [Chorus: Blue Pesos] I'm lookin' for the mink gods, I stepped in with Billy Western I'll blow a face tat off, you stare at this pendant He got a mic on, it's clear he talk to detectives Turn an opp nigga to a Christian, we for sure blessed him One of LA's top rappers but skits professional (Shit) You know my name and what I claim, I'm well respected Keep the truth alive by any means, that's the main objective Don't play with me, bitch, I'll chalk the block with no questions [Verse 2: Duffy] Shit, Off the Mussle big steppin' Shoot somethin', the way I did that boy, I feel like Cole Bennett You ridin' with me? Know I'm with the utmost extras I keep Pippy Long by me, I'm the one you don't threaten Cold demon, look me in my eyes, niggas bones shiver Who he starin' at? Clutched on him, I'm the wrong nigga Rollie on his wrist, we gon' find where he goin' with it Chalk zone, shitted on the opp, Willie Jones did it Shit, this nigga Duffy trippin' Shots rang, clutch antic, bitch, I'm Kobe Bryant Mops hangin' on the daily, y'all should know we violent I'll gladly shoot a baby and start paisa dancin' Cliffhanger, left him in the rear, he ain't stick the landing Blue tips blew the opps a kiss, this chop romantic This ruler in my hand, I feel Eli Manning Flu flammin', told you niggas we was on to somethin' "P, spark him up", he ain't asked and he just start bustin' Stuffed the hundreds in the duffy, weapons in the Louis luggage Frito-Lay chipped him, here's a tombstone with some Ruffles Bitch, I said what I said, it ain't no discussion Aim with him, duck with him, I don't got no pity for him Gift wrap a nigga, nigga, here's a hundiddy for you Soft nigga, flexed on him, switch to R&B singin' Niggas know who run the city, it's the Stincmeaners [Chorus: Blue Pesos] I'm lookin' for the mink gods, I stepped in with Billy Western I'll blow a face tat off, you stare at this pendant He got a mic on, it's clear he talk to detectives Turn an opp nigga to a Christian, we for sure blessed him (Shit) One of LA's top rappers but skits professional (Shit) You know my name and what I claim, I'm well respected Keep the truth alive by any means, that's the main objective Don't play with me, bitch, I'll chalk the block with no questions