Lyrics

[Verse 1: Duffy] Long live the Ruler That's the last thing he heard, after that it was shots They say the police listening, we can't speak on the opps I got a Glock for them boys I might see at the top Line it up, what's the play? We say, "Get him", he got Street sweepers out, but we coming to tear up the block Do you really got your chop? You say that a lot What we on? I got the drop, is you riding or not? [Chorus: Duffy] It's an awful lot of side talking going on Say the wrong thing, you get introduced to Pippy Long Thirty shots in his back, that is not Vlone I'm in traffic with the Glocky, I'm not on my phone You ain't get it off the muscle, then don't say shit It's always guns around me, I don't be taking no flicks I ain't fuckin' with nobody, bro, we donе with that Thought he was a factor, heard his tape around his cul-dе-sac [Verse 2: Duffy] What's that poking out your pocket? Just another stack Leaving with my strap and I'ma ask, like, "I'll be right back" Play ball, we on his cap, I ain't bring no bat 12 get up on me, do the dash 'til my tires flat Pay the Stinc Team in full, we ain't taking no less Ain't no settling for shit, got my game from the best Nigga talking disrespect, get shots in his chest Walking out with the hundreds, I'm leaving the rest [Verse 3: Blue Pesos] Mop sticks on the floor but we makin' a mess We start tearing up shit for them blasphemy threats El Chapo just chipped Johnny Bravo Ain't no peace treaty nothing, bro, I thought that you was mucho I get my Plug from the Mexicans, the narcos Mask off, let the K spark, beat the breaks off I ain't see nothing, I don't know, I think I'm Ray Charles Left his white tee red with this Crayola Bullets flying everywhere, nigga, this is not normal We know the truth, all you niggas need to pay homage All that weird fake shit, keep it far from us Too greedy all-nighter, bitch, I'm nocturnal We brought a plate for him, nigga, throw some beef on it Niggas know what's going on, we ain't gotta speak on it A pump faker with that strap, he got a whack jumper Two thumpers come and do something, bet he lose something [Chorus: Duffy] It's an awful lot of side talking going on Say the wrong thing, you get introduced to Pippy Long Thirty shots in his back, that is not Vlone I'm in traffic with the Glocky, I'm not on my phone You ain't get it off the muscle, then don't say shit It's always guns around me, I don't be taking no flicks I ain't fuckin' with nobody, bro, we done with that Thought he was a factor, heard his tape around his cul-de-sac [Outro: Duffy] Long live Drakeo It's an awful lot of side talking going on Say the wrong thing, you get introduced to Pippy Long Nigga Pippy Longstockings and all that, Shaneyneys and all type of shit, bitch [?] thought the Stinc Team was gon' slow down, nigga? [?] thought it was over with, huh? Niggas crazy, nigga, long live Drakeo We goin' up how you want us to, fool? We know the truth It's undisputed, what he say? Ha