[Intro: Blue Pesos]

(Gentle Beatz)

Uh

[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]

First off, we finna kick the back door in

The Stincs like the new Navy Seals, I brought four missiles

Chiefin' stacks on me, won't catch me in no cheap denim

2021 Benz, won't catch me in no cheap rental (Shit real)

Let the drum off, fuck, now my hand hurt

We need a four of that Wock', call up Aunt Shirley

In the streets, I'm a grouch, best friends with Bert and Ernie

He on the menu, ain't no questions, gang and them for sure served him

They like, "P, your chain hittin'", all I'm yellin' is out is "Go rob him"

At the shows, I'm еither hoppin' out a foreign or a big-body

It's 2023, come shut mе up 'cause I'm still poppin'

She bought a five hundred dollar trap, what? This bitch still grounded

I sound like Drakeo, oh, that's what y'all mad 'bout?

It's all laughs when I'm jokin' but I'm mad now

Bitch, I'm pissed off, let me show you Pippy Longstocking

We just gangbangers, bitch, guaranteed he finna cry about it

Don't throw that shit up, it'll be a pizza party

Your daddy was a snitch, don't even try to pull that card, nigga

This dick ain't free, pay the P, you know I charge bitches

Opps ain't finna do nothin', don't start nothin'

Back to back on a nigga block, ain't no hard feelings

Ran off with the scoreboard, I'm a sore winner

Fuckin' on IG models and pornstars

Three million streams a month, independent, y'all ain't doin' that, uh

[Verse 2: EBK Bckdoe]

Niggas independent, I ain't signin' shit (I ain't signin' shit)

When I freestyle, I talk shit, I ain't writin' shit (I ain't writin' shit)

Bitch took my whole deuce of Quagen, finna fight this bitch (Finna fight this bitch)

I just found a pink ten, she finna bite this shit (She finna bite this shit)

She be poppin' Percs on the low, a baby dope fiend (Baby dope fiend)

[?] been doin' dog all year, this nigga nose bleed (Aha)

I done robbed all the drank plugs for no damn reason (No damn reason)

Bitch, I'm with the Stincs Off the Mussle in this bitch geekin' (In this bitch high)

Ayy, where my cup at? Pour some more up (Pour some more up)

I just poured a deuce and popped a thirty, finna throw up (I'm finna hurl)

Tryna rap, I'm noddin' off the drank, in here tore up (In here tore up)

Made his bitch broke as the fuck, I'm finna roll somethin' (I'm finna roll somethin')

Drey, cut that beat back on, I damn near rolled somethin' (I damn near rolled somethin')

She see me uppin' dog shit, she want her toes done (She want her toes done)

I ain't [?] sip, I sip Trish, bitch, pour somethin'

I pour an eight and drop the whole eight just like four somethin' (Just like four, nigga)

[Verse 3: Duffy]

Broke niggas in my ear like, "Let me hold somethin'"

If the police askin' 'bout a body, I don't know nothin'

I don't know what niggas on, but I've been dough huntin'

Opp nigga pull up next to me, gon' catch the whole hundred

Too exclusive, let me in through that back door

Yeah, I heard that nigga lil' verse, that shit cap, though

I got this loaf up out the field, this ain't a bank roll

Any nigga 'round this bitch know I stand ten toes

I need the chili baba, bitch, and some

Hm, this a mini chop, not a handgun

I just dunked on a nerd nigga, that's an and-one

Nigga sauce bitin', I know you wish you was us

Shit, it's the real bully breakers

Say whatever, niggas know the truth, thank us later

Laughin' at these niggas, countin' pape, niggas haters

She gon' put it in my hand, she my favorite, uh

[Outro: Duffy]

Shit, bitch, yeah

Too exclusive, let me in through that back door, uh