Lyrics

[Intro: Blue Pesos] (My nigga Johnny got another one) Long live Drakeo, you know the truth (Lonis on this) [Verse 1: Blue Pesos] Stinc Team 'bout a bag, we ain't gotta get into it Cold demons in the building, mini Draco with a roller Diamonds kickboxin' on me, Jet Li, they doin' combos Nigga drop a dime and catch a nine like he Rondo The juice landed, P, hit your paisa dance on 'em I got Mr. T tendencies, flexin' real diamonds Close that back door, watch your closest homie, keep an eye on him Mr. Whiskers tat on my arm, it's an eye buster You should know I'm 'bout a bag, don't question it Chiefin' jeans on, hip blugin' from the F&N Any altercations guarantee Pippy stеppin' in Coach P, you don't got the uchies, bitch dismissed Shit, I'm a fully Bully brеaker chops, this a stiffler with a fully This lil' big nigga ain't scarin' nothin', I just chipped somethin' In the end, don't give a fuck about a hater, just keep it comin' [Chorus: Blue Pesos] Stinc Team 'bout a bag, ugh, fuck them Tear it off, I need all the uchies, where the rats at? Steppin' in the club, don't ask, we for sure strapped You should know we 'bout a bag, what we wear, you can't afford that Stinc Team 'bout a bag, ugh, fuck them Tear it off, I need all the uchies, where the rats at? Steppin' in the club, don't ask, we for sure strapped You should know we 'bout a bag, what we wear, you can't afford that (Shit) Stinc Team 'bout a bag, ugh, fuck them Nigga The juice landed, P, hit your paisa dance on him [Verse 2: DB.Boutabag] Bitch, I'm really 'bout a bag, catch me fuckin' with the Stincs Nigga, better not move, don't flinch, don't blink That's an awful lot of klocks in my body, what you think? All this ice on my body, bitch, I could've bought a Jeep Nigga, long live Drakeo, we some top rappers All that shit they sayin' in they songs, it did not happen Niggas talkin' like they top hats, nigga, stop cappin' Nigga better find a stunt double, he don't like action (No more action) Pour an eight in this pop, I'm Lamar Jackson Old niggas rappin', I just had to pass 'em All these new bitches in my face, fuck around and pass 'em Stincs, I'm really 'bout a bag, go ahead and ask me [Chorus: Blue Pesos & Duffy] Stinc Team 'bout a bag, ugh, fuck them Tear it off, I need all the uchies, where the rats at? Steppin' in the club, don't ask, we for sure strapped You should know we 'bout a bag, what we wear, you can't afford that Stinc Team 'bout a bag, ugh, fuck them Tear it off, I need all the uchies, where the rats at? Steppin' in the club, don't ask, we for sure strapped You should know we 'bout a bag, what we wear, you can't afford that (Shit) Stinc Team 'bout a bag, ugh, fuck them (Fuck them, nigga, shit) The juice landed, P, hit your paisa dance on him (Bitch) [Verse 3: Duffy] I'm with my Boutabag niggas, this is regular Off the Mussle causin' trouble, he rarer, damn Top rappers, cold demons, flu flammers next to me Where the opps at? I feel like these niggas scared of us That nigga Duffy neck icy, would you look at that? Broke nigga who? Every nigga with me 'bout a bag If you ain't know the Stincs run it, better go and ask Is you gon' pull up with the shits or niggas not that mad? Mei Ling know I been had, been had Uchies on the dash, throw a hundred up and down the ave Lame nigga sit at home sad while I do my dance Why these old niggas hatin'? You had y'all chance She choosin' or she losin', every 'fit tough Watched his mouth, long live the Ruler, get your rank up Picked up expensive habits from him, pour this drank up Passin' niggas up, let the opposition taste dust [Chorus: Blue Pesos] Stinc Team 'bout a bag, ugh, fuck them Tear it off, I need all the uchies, where the rats at? Steppin' in the club, don't ask, we for sure strapped You should know we 'bout a bag, what we wear, you can't afford that Stinc Team 'bout a bag, ugh, fuck them Tear it off, I need all the uchies, where the rats at? Steppin' in the club, don't ask, we for sure strapped You should know we 'bout a bag, what we wear, you can't afford that (Shit) Stinc Team 'bout a bag, ugh, fuck them The juice landed, P, hit your paisa dance on him