[Intro: Duffy]
Bitch, long live Drakeo, long live Ketchy
(Forenax, fuck it up)
[Verse 1: Duffy]
Be realistic, I don't really see no competition
Who she think she talking to? Like obviously I’m a nigga
Close that door, niggas snakes, I ain't going for it (Ron-Ron, do that shit)
Move rowdy, outsmart him, Stinc Team most wanted (Shit)
Be realistic, niggas bums, they ain't tryna ball
Ran it back and won, nigga, any time we took a loss
Wockhardt in my double cup, I keep spilling sauce
I don’t know nothing, bodies dropped, we was not involved
Versatile, I could be a model or chalk the block
Or pop a lock, where the dough? X marks the spot
Cut it out, if she ain't beneficial, I'ma cut her off
Bitch, give up drop right now, madе her cough it up
Cold demons, evеrywhere I go, we dropping icicles
Is we kidding? Broke niggas rapping science fiction
Every day a movie, it ain't hard to be the most consistent
A flu flamer, I be in and out with orange chicken
[Chorus: Duffy & Blue Pesos]
You know who really for the win, be realistic
He just wanna be my friend, be realistic
They don't really get no uchies, be realistic
They can't do it how we do it, be realistic
Nigga, shit, bitch
You know who really for the win, be realistic, nigga (Shit)
They can't do it how we do it, be realistic
[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
You know who run the city, let's be realistic
Where the wonton soup? I’m finna tear up the kitchen
Is you the feds or the cops? Mind your business
Drakeo was the don, bitch, tell all your children
Walk up actin’ stupid, I might Men in Black his memory
Tear it off quick, bitch, now, literally
If not, you gotta go, the sad fact's you can’t sit with me
I know I got this big buddah piece, I need ten of these
Stincs got the sauce, ingredients, and the recipe
I'lI never stop rapping 'til my neck look like Mr. T
They didn't get him after that, I’ma still keep shit talking
He said he was a thug, it sound good, we made a bitch out him
Best advice to be my friend, be realistic
I ain't even say a word, I walk in and feel the tension
All these niggas holding dick, sometimes life calls for a whippets
I'm a joint in my City, I ain't tucking in the trenches
[Chorus: Duffy]
You know who really for the win, be realistic
He just wanna be my friend, be realistic
They don't really get no uchies, be realistic
They can't do it how we do it, be realistic, nigga, shit, bitch
You know who really for the win, be realistic, nigga, yeah
They can't do it how we do it, be realistic