Sick of Us

Lyrics

[Intro: Duffy] Bitch Long live Drakeo (Forenax, fuck it up) [Verse 1: Duffy] Nigga, who want problems with us? Ain't no typin', once we see him, we gon' holler at him Hit his sister, then I sent her, now it's back to business How you broke and talkin' crazy? Bro, I can't with niggas [?] ballin' with us, bro, we way up out your price range Pippy Longstocking finna flip a nigga sideways Bitch, where the money? I ain't with the playin' mind games Broke nigga, ain't you ever heard? Nigga, crime pays [Chorus: Duffy] Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I know they sick of us For every hatin' nigga watchin', nigga, add us up I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, nigga Bitch Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I bet they sick of us Nigga For every hatin' nigga watchin', nigga, add us up Bitch I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough, nigga Fuck If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, nigga [Verse 2: Blue Pesos] Why you always say my name? You want problems, huh? I hear the Johnny sirens near, it's time to go Rap money, flu flammin' and breakin' hoes I got blood on my Chiefin', time to change clothes Every day, I guarantee I throw that shit on Sticks and poles, I bled Kim Juan for it Rippin' and runnin' so we gon' keep dumpin' Shit bag no longer, he fell face forward Strip, nigga, come and get him, call Rae Sremmurd Maybe if you get like P, she might listen to you You tryna slap the bitch up 'cause she play my music? Your best bet when you see me is to play stupid Sidetalkin', all these niggas yappin', they ain't broke nothin' I just chipped a pump faker, sped off, now the juice spillin' Bully breaker, think about it, I'm a super villain Breadwinners, uchie getters, yeah, the cool niggas [Chorus: Duffy] Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I know they sick of us For every hatin' nigga watchin', nigga, add us up I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, nigga Bitch Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I bet they sick of us Nigga For every hatin' nigga watchin', nigga, add us up Bitch I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough, nigga Fuck If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, nigga [Verse 3: Good Finesse] I'll take this nigga bitch and have her jaws lockin' All this chicken on my neck got her jaws droppin' All my niggas got a bag and you panhandlin' I'll bust a nigga down like a cheap watch I'll make the song hard, make the beat hot And I got that drip on, bitch, this ain't Reebok Sent the bitch bleedin' her toes 'til her feet stop I ain't sippin' none of these niggas' juice, that shit re-rock I've been gettin' bands since a nigga was just a knee high Niggas always lyin' to they bitch but now I see why Niggas out here singin' to that pussy like they T Fly The Stincs run LA and all them other niggas broke as fuck, ayy [Chorus] Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I know they sick of us For every hatin' nigga watchin', nigga, add us up I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, nigga Bitch Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I bet they sick of us Nigga For every hatin' nigga watchin', nigga, add us up Bitch I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough, nigga Fuck If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, nigga