[Intro: Duffy]
(What are you gonna do? You gonna kill me, Mr. J? What?)
Shit
Nigga
Shit, bitch
You know the truth
[Chorus: Duffy]
Bitch, I got some chip, but I ain't satisfied
Cash rules everything around me, I like dollar signs
Shit, uchie getters, bitch, we certified
Why these niggas hate me? Go get yours, bitch, I'm gettin' mine
Shit, nigga, I ain't never lied
Smooth nigga, I could get a bitch to believe I could fly
Told the bitch I'm leavin' her, she said she'd rather die
The opps where? Send the drop and I'll be right on time
[Verse 1: Duffy]
Shit, we know the truth, and that's the bottom line
Drivin' so fast in the foreign, I got teary eyes
Me and P up in them coupes, racin' side to side
Ten bottles in my section, told her, "Open wide"
Heavy steppin' stride, Pippy, this my buddy
Neiman Marcus told me they don't know you, them my cousins
Cold demons, we got sticks pokin' in the function
We finna show you niggas how to act in public, ugh
[Chorus: Duffy]
Bitch, I got some chip, but I ain't satisfied
Cash rules everything around me, I like dollar signs
Shit, uchie getters, bitch, we certified
Why these niggas hate me? Go get yours, bitch, I'm gettin' mine
Shit, nigga, I ain't never lied
Smooth nigga, I could get a bitch to believe I could fly
Told the bitch I'm leavin' her, she said she'd rather die
The opps where? Send the drop and I'll be right on time
[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
I been to Hell and back, I'll tell you it ain't nothin' nice
Sixty seconds all I got, you runnin' out of time
Benihana's, chopsticks, serve him with a side of rice
Them Too Greedy bastards at the door, I see 'em through the blinds
In the words of the Don, they don't wanna see me take they shine
Three hundred for some [?], nigga, stupid, don't cross that line
I'll tell a bitch exactly what it is, I'm not gon' lie
What the fuck you got a gun for? You ain't finna shoot nobody
P ain't got no sweat on his name, I ain't dropped one dime
Hundred thousand dollar deal presented, I still ain't sign
P ain't got no smut on his name, I ain't dropped one dime
Hundred thousand dollar deal presented, I still ain't sign
For real, bitch
[Chorus: Duffy]
Bitch, I got some chip, but I ain't satisfied
Cash rules everything around me, I like dollar signs
Shit, uchie getters, bitch, we certified
Why these niggas hate me? Go get yours, bitch, I'm gettin' mine
Shit, nigga, I ain't never lied
Smooth nigga, I could get a bitch to believe I could fly
Told the bitch I'm leavin' her, she said she'd rather die
The opps where? Send the drop and I'll be right on time