[Intro]

(I get my work from the narco)

[Chorus: Duffy]

It's a lot of opps, but they should know how that shit go

We be outside every day, will they pull up? They probably won't

Niggas politickin' on us, but they don't really want no smoke

Get the dough and disappear, I had to turn into a ghost

Got my chop with me, try it, then I'm finna do the most

Lookin' for his kickin' spot, I'm tryna whack him and his folks

Any time I leave the house, I got the blower in my coat

Chalk zone him, bullet holes left his whole hoodie soaked

[Verse 1: Duffy]

Came in with a fishing pole tryna see his Jordans float

Opps know they got no hope, the Stinc Team got the loaf

This ain't no deal money, bro, wе got all this on our own

Everybody learned from somе, I picked up habits from the G.O.A.T

Flu flammer, I'm a pro, whacked another average Joe

How he do that off the dome, every bar could be a quote

Mei Ling, Sue Yung, what we on? I want 'em both

I'm tryna come and show my thanks for savin' me from goin' broke

[Chorus: Duffy]

It's a lot of opps, but they should know how that shit go

We be outside every day, will they pull up? They probably won't

Niggas politickin' on us, but they don't really want no smoke

Get the dough and disappear, I had to turn into a ghost

Got my chop with me, try it, then I'm finna do the most

Lookin' for his kickin' spot, I'm tryna whack him and his folks

Any time I leave the house, I got the blower in my coat

Chalk zone him, bullet holes left his whole hoodie soaked

[Verse 2: Ralfy the Plug]

Every time I leave the house, I got the fat daddy on me

Off the perky, goin' crazy, back strokin'

She like, "The dick is good, but you gotta chill, my back broken"

The Stincs the only ones goin' crazy, you other niggas had motion

Just called back and stomach was hurtin' from bad potion

I came over here to take your money, but I brought a bag of lotion

He done made three ten bands off a three-pack of Trojans

I keep big boy protection, nigga, Magnums only

The big boys ain't outside, we gon' tag they homies

When dealin' drugs, don't want zero, want cash only

Not freestylin' in the foreign, I like stashes only

I hang with coaches, flu flammers and scammers only

The Plug

[Chorus: Duffy]

It's a lot of opps, but they should know how that shit go

We be outside every day, will they pull up? They probably won't

Niggas politickin' on us, but they don't really want no smoke

Get the dough and disappear, I had to turn into a ghost

Got my chop with me, try it, then I'm finna do the most

Lookin' for his kickin' spot, I'm tryna whack him and his folks

Any time I leave the house, I got the blower in my coat

Chalk zone him, bullet holes left his whole hoodie soaked

[Verse 3: Blue Pesos]

A hundiddy on his head, an easy [?] on the floor

These niggas really the smoke? Then I'ma let the K blow

They got a hundred, though, brains splattered out, these niggas jokes

You a pro flu flammer, yeah, we all crackin' stoves

Always sayin' that you will, we all knowin' that you won't

Do you really want these problems? You already know how that shit go

Blammers in a Louis tote, you thought the Stincs was finna fold?

Heard he talkin' out his neck, I ain't gon' lie, these niggas bold

I'ma really have to show 'em, I'm a joint, you ain't notice?

You put your trust in a bitch, is you stupid? She a roller

Slick talk, we don't condone it, high point, stay focused

You know gang and them comin' with them semis fully loaded

Ugh

[Chorus: Duffy]

It's a lot of opps, but they should know how that shit go

We be outside every day, will they pull up? They probably won't

Niggas politickin' on us, but they don't really want no smoke

Get the dough and disappear, I had to turn into a ghost

Got my chop with me, try it, then I'm finna do the most

Lookin' for his kickin' spot, I'm tryna whack him and his folks

Any time I leave the house, I got the blower in my coat

Chalk zone him, bullet holes left his whole hoodie soaked