Duffy Mode

Lyrics

[Intro] Niggas know what the fucking going on, man SBDSM, ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia (Yeah) T-double H-L, Hip Hop Lab, lab shit, nigga (Yeah, alright) All that Scam Van Gundy type shit (Bitch, bitch, bitch) Yeah (Ha-ha) Yeah, yeah (ShittyBoyz, ShittyBoyz, ShittyBoyz) Huh [Verse] SBDSM till the death of me Dee to my right, BabyTron to the left of me Drop my location, bet I'm everywhere a check could be You ain't busting shit, it's like you had a vasectomy Flexy lil' nigga, fuck around and tear a bicep Drowning in the drip, might fuck around and wear a life vest It's a hunnid dollar steak every time I digest In a field catching more plays than Jerry Rice, neph' Wave stick and make him disappear, I know witchcraft Slid a Visa then I hit the stu', guess I giftwrap Everybody with me up some shit, we don't split racks I might throw my ho in timeout 'cause my bitch bad Whole gang tote a fucking torch, we a angry mob Way after elementary school, bitch, I play with slides Bro keep the toolie anywhere, bitch, I hang with Bob I can really plug a nigga in, I'm the cable guy Supreme 59Fifty on if I ever cap If it's up, we gon' crank the knob, get the pressure jacked Lil' bro'll X a nigga out like a treasure map Fee-fi-motherfucking-fo, I'm with steppers, Jack Lil' bro a sleaze, he hit every bitch on jet set Think my drip stutter, all these GGs and FFs Wide model drive itself, ain't gotta hit the next left Sticked up, we ain't worried 'bout no indirect threats Attachments on the Glock, boy, my gadget got some doohickeys When I drop the ScamWill piece I'ma use giffies Punching everything, surfing websites abusively Smacked the money counter, that bitch jammed 'cause the blues sticky Bro'll hit the shot from anywhere, it's like he Dude Perfect On the ave banging Luka Trončić, in the coupe swerving All this cap, niggas'll be sick, let the truth surface She be must be a Coney dog 'cause, her nigga, he a loose burger Shooting to the jacks, drop my bitch off at the Q11 Tron shoot the ones, that's the quickest way to shoot to Heaven Rock a plain-ass white tee but my shoes eleven Baby bop with the three hunnids, that's my newest weapon Mm-mm, this ain't a roll, this a stack, bitch This ain't no fucking baecay, this a jack trip I know a bitch pulling scripts, she a actress They never hit the booth but I know niggas that'll wrap shit Cut it out, boy, you wouldn't blow a stuffy nose In the fucking depths of my bag, I'm in duffy mode I done caught the motherfucking sniffles 'cause the buffys froze Drawing plays on then turn my Scam Van Gundy on [Outro] Ha-ha, yeah (Dumbass nigga) ShittyBoyz (SBDSM, nigga, Dog Shit Militia, nigga) Bitch