[Intro: Duffy]
Good lookin', Zay
I need some cold shit for what I'm finna say
I was trippin', but I'm chillin' off this eight
(Coronado on the beat)
The opps mad, they can never catch a break
[Chorus: Duffy]
Think he fuckin' with me? That is not the case
I don't wanna do no song, bro, I'm straight
Demon time, pitchforks out, nigga, even if I ate
Your bitch on me so I put her on some skates, she's a roller
[Verse 1: Duffy]
Couple rappers really in the field, but they older
I had guns I blew a couple times, but I sold 'em
Now I got your addy 'cause I seen when you told her
That snitch shit, no, we do not condone it
Yeah, you goin' up with that flow, but you weak 'cause you stole it
I drop and these niggas try to clone it
Two brand-new mini Dracs and we tryna unload 'em
Had snakes in the grass, but I mowed it
Seen this weird opp nigga, told him that my aim was the coldest
That nigga ain't believe me, so I showed him
Said he had bread, but it's molded, his fate got unfolded
I upped Glock on him for the chili, left him frozen
I'm sorry for my niggas, bro, I really can't control 'em
I'm shuttin' down the party if I pull up with my soldiers
A joint, bitch, I'm chosen, that gun, you don't own it
And stop askin' niggas 'bout my price 'cause I rose it, nigga
[Chorus: Duffy]
Think he fuckin' with me? That is not the case
I don't wanna do no song, bro, I'm straight
Demon time, pitchforks out, nigga, even if I ate
Your bitch on me so I put her in some skates, she's a roller
[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
The hottest, you ain't notice? Nigga, show me my opponents
Ridin' with your rap friends, just know we kill rollers
Keep her locked up in a cage like Batman, you don't own her
We all equipped with jackhammers, got all our tools pokin'
Don't ask, "What's in my cup?", niggas weird, you ain't pour it
All these old-ass niggas act like Lamar Odom
I ain't fuckin' with 'em
Hangin' with the opps, these shots hot, you better duck
All these niggas swear they thuggin' 'til we pull up, put them K's on 'em
On white tees, rest in peace, put his face on 'em
Why the fuck he cuff a roller? Is he stupid? Finna break on her
Mean muggin', let this chop speak 'cause I ain't say nothin'
Forty-yard dash, this the draft, he's a track runner
Drivin' fast, the MAC on us
Didn't want the bitch, I had to leave her on the back burner
Make your last wish, I hope you live, came with Timmy Turner
All you niggas real broke, you never been a money earner
That's just to sum it up
Totin' fat straps up in the back, I make 'em double dutch
Hit a backflip or somethin', spin around with bubble guts
Duffy came with stick on him, a hundred, we got double drums
Dark coupes creepin' on his block, we havin' hella fun
[Chorus: Duffy & Blue Pesos]
Think he fuckin' with me? That is not the case
I don't wanna do no song (Bitch), bro, I'm straight
Demon time, pitchforks out, nigga, even if I ate
Your bitch on me so I put her in some skates, she's a roller
[Outro: Duffy]
But they older, nigga
Ain't nobody out here, nigga
Yeah, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Off The Mussle for the win
You know exactly what's goin' on, nigga
Think he fuckin' with me?
That is not the case
Think he fuckin' with me? That is not the case
I don't wanna do no song, bro, I'm straight
Nigga, like
On me, you niggas is not fuckin' with me
Pitchforks out and all that, nigga
Yeah, nigga, I came out with Gervonte Davis, nigga
Bitch
I don't wanna do no song, bro, I'm straight, nigga