Lyrics

[Intro: Duffy] (Nada) Shit Oh, baby, a triple You know what the fuck goin' on, nigga, and all that (Smoov, what's good, baby?) Alright [Chorus: Duffy] He ain't with me if that nigga ain't gon' shoot All these niggas talkin' tough, yeah, that's cute (Yeah) Niggas know the truth, been gettin' to the loot See my double cup? I'm finna double up on all my blues Shit, she say I hurt her feelings, Duffy rude If them niggas ain't got money, they on mute Niggas yappin' false news, me? I just stay true Blow a nigga out his boots and pull off in a foreign coupe, shit [Verse 1: Duffy] A lot to lose, nigga, ain't no half steppin' Bucks first, then later on, ask questions Gettin' to it, I ain't finna waste not a second Ask me what I trust, shit, nothin' but this weapon Steppin' with aggression and an awful lot of cash Stick on my lap, I'll get a nigga whacked fast I just bop-bop bled the block with no mask Niggas goin' out sad, nice guys finish last Pole on me, he don't know, he better act like it Yeah, bro, we got it Off the Mussle, watch us stack money We outside, better bet I got the slap on me Brothers only, I don't tolerate no back bitin' All these niggas hatin', I'm the nigga that get hated on Shorty nasty, then her face gettin' painted on Hood famous, I'm the nigga that she waitin' on All he did was sneak diss and he ain't make it home Cold demon, spittin' fire in the microphone What is they on? These niggas act like straight hoes My nigga just got out the pen', yeah, case closed Hardbody, mine gold and my heart Chrome, ugh [Chorus: Duffy] He ain't with me if that nigga ain't gon' shoot All these niggas talkin' tough, yeah, that's cute (Yeah) Niggas know the truth, been gettin' to the loot See my double cup? I'm finna double up on all my blues Shit, she say I hurt her feelings, Duffy rude If them niggas ain't got money, they on mute Niggas yappin' false news, me? I just stay true Blow a nigga out his boots and pull off in a foreign coupe, shit [Verse 2: Blue Pesos] No losers in this coupe, everybody down to shoot We here to stay, shit, I thought you niggas knew I don't hang around niggas, only a few You don't wanna say my name in songs, oh, that's cute Two sticks, two blicks in the Batmobile All cash for the piece and I ain't signed no deal Won't never show a strap for Insta', they might tell on us In the coupe with E-SIG doin' God knows what? Who touched fifty million streams in a year? Oh, that's us She's a punk rock bitch, no bueno, no sir She like, "P, can we kick it?" Bitch, you gotta make it worth it If he go against the guys, he gon' have to take a dirt nap Leave him sleepin' with the fishes, he gon' meet the Little Mermaid Two hundred for some juice, lil' bro, that's chump change Tinted up slidin', whip the coupe like I'm Bruce Wayne He lookin' crazy in the booth, you get high off that cocaine? [Chorus: Duffy] He ain't with me if that nigga ain't gon' shoot All these niggas talkin' tough, yeah, that's cute (Yeah) Niggas know the truth, been gettin' to the loot See my double cup? I'm finna double up on all my blues Shit, she say I hurt her feelings, Duffy rude If them niggas ain't got money, they on mute Niggas yappin' false news, me? I just stay true Blow a nigga out his boots and pull off in a foreign coupe, shit