[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Foreign coupes, pints, spilling juice when we slide out
Bitch, send that lo', we'll be there, come outside now
I'm hardheaded, "Damn, P, what you buy now?"
Twenty thousand-dollar pendant on me, you could die 'bout it
GLE and big-body coupe, that's my type now
My shooter out the window talkin' shit, throwin' up gang signs
You keep holdin' up that chain, who it's made by?
We keep bullyin' the opps, "P, play nicely"
[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
No, sir, I'm in the truck gettin' chauffeured
I spot an opp, ain't no questions, I'm hoppin' out first
We gon' have our way with this bitch, we in here takin' turns
Thought they had one, he speedin' off, his coupe swervin'
Susiе bring me gold nuggets, pleasе, I'm Jamal Murray (Shit)
James Bond stash, push a button on it
Zoom off all black coupe, this a Batmobile
This a 9, but you know I give him that times ten
Mud walkin', pint talkin', finna crash out
Chops out, mops out, we blew his head smooth off
Two-steppin', slidin' on the opps like I'm moonwalking
High socks, trousers, we'll even blow the boots off him, ugh
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Foreign coupes, pints, spilling juice when we slide out
Bitch, send that lo', we'll be there, come outside now
I'm hardheaded, "Damn, P, what you buy now?"
Twenty thousand-dollar pendant on me, you could die 'bout it
GLE and big-body coupe, that's my type now
My shooter out the window talkin' shit, throwin' up gang signs
You keep holdin' up that chain, who it's made by?
We keep bullyin' the opps, "P, play nicely"
[Verse 2: NyNy]
Double-digit Carti' on my wrist, you could die 'bout it
I know your chain ain't from Johnny, oh, you gon' lie 'bout it? (You gon' lie?)
Soon as he see me eatin' pussy, he gon' autopilot (Yeah)
And I been havin' motion before I signed a dotted
Think he runnin' game on a bitch, think bigger (Think bigger)
I'm the type of bitch to pass a eater to my sister (To my sis')
He preachin' I'm the one with the pape', he out the picture (Out the pic)
I lie to every nigga, nana told me I'm a sinner (Yeah)
He a dog, put my cat on his face
Ain't even been a month, he fell in love with the taste
He know I got a nigga, fell in love with the chase (Ayy, ayy)
Callin' with some cheese, ain't gotta ask, I'm on the way (NyNy)
[Chorus: Blue Pesos & Duffy]
Foreign coupes, pints, spilling juice when we slide out
Bitch, send that lo', we'll be there, come outside now
I'm hardheaded, "Damn, P, what you buy now?"
Twenty thousand-dollar pendant on me, you could die 'bout it
GLE and big-body coupe, that's my type now
My shooter out the window talkin' shit, throwin' up gang signs (Shit)
You keep holdin' up that chain, who it's made by? (Let me get in my bag)
We keep bullyin' the opps, "P, play nicely"
[Verse 3: Duffy]
Got a whip full of sticks when we slide out
Pipe down, niggas hidin'? Let me find out
Diamonds shinin', you could see me with the lights out
Play nice, I came in with my shooters, they'll die 'bout me
Hollow rounds, we just left a nigga mind blown
She get money? Bae, you know you Duffy type, huh?
Bad bitches with us, slidin' in the GLE Benz
We need some discipline, we fuckin' over Saks again
I think this nigga mad 'cause my jeweler Rami
Big blues in a duffel bag, bitch, I'm too icey
Off The Mussle outside, nigga, hide your wifey
The bitches love me, I get money, heard your boy don't like me
Shit get slimy, Nina with me and she not shy
Givin' John Gotti head nods, he'll lose his life
Movin' up in silence, Duffy been scorin'
Bleed the scene and we had to pull off in them foreigns, bitch
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Foreign coupes, pints, spilling juice when we slide out
Bitch, send that lo', we'd be there, come outside now
I'm hardheaded, "Damn, P, what you buy now?"
Twenty thousand-dollar pendant on me, you could die 'bout it
GLE and big-body coupe, that's my type now
My shooter out the window talkin' shit, throwin' up gang signs
You keep holdin' up that chain, who it's made by?
We keep bullyin' the opps, "P, play nicely"