[Intro: Duffy]

(I get my work from the narco)

Yeah

You know the truth, yeah

Shit

[Refrain: Duffy & SaySoTheMac]

Who that talkin'? I ain't worried 'bout him

Stincs walkin' in, we the joints, I know you heard about us

I leave the house, ain't got no choice, I'm bringin' heavy metal

Niggas police, told 'em beat it, we can't speak about it

Shit, make sure y'all know what the truth is

Snakes slither by me, but we cuttin' off the loose ends

Always gettin' money, never tried to be the cool kids

Double deckers on us, bitch, we comin' with our two friends

Anything he say, he better stand on it

Slidin' with my chop, I ain't tryna put my hands on him

Told that nigga, "Listen to the Stincs, you might learn somethin'"

Chops out, it's a MAC show, nigga, say somethin'

Stinc Team, bling bling, cannons out, so say cheese

Ring-ring, ding-ding, get the bag, we flee the scene

Susa Lee is not as valuable if she ain't with Mei Ling

Keep it player, baby, that's too bad if you don't know what that mean

Slow motion, double cup, we finna pour some mud

Mini Draco on me, they like, "Duffy, where you get that from?"

Why you look surprised? Even demons like to have some fun

Ain't no fake niggas with the gang, we don't show no love (Ayy)

[Chorus: SaySoTheMac]

Mac with a trap 'cause I like it like that

Threw some nuts on my MAC 'cause I like it like that

Heard the strap go brrat 'cause you ain't like me like that

Look, this Trish, I don't like it like that

She a punk rock bitch, I ain't like her like that

Feet bleedin' on the track 'cause I like it like that

Stincs run LA, bitch, fans like us like that

Ugh, blow a bag and get it right back

[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]

Fins and MAC-10s, you know I like it like that

Four niggas in the coupe, that mean we came with eight straps

I started lettin' hollows off, they like, "Damn, P, relax"

Big cannons, Mad Max, gas inside the backpacks

Ugh

Try the Stincs, you won't last

It's some shit on me, bitch, tell these niggas, "Back-back"

Exterminate this nigga, I start feelin' rat vibes

Get some oochies or a job, I don't hang with shoe shiners

Shit

We know the truth, the truth hurts, ain't that the truth?

All it take is one mean muggin' here, I start actin' a fool

Chops out, mops out, nigga, what you tryna do?

Stinc Team them niggas with that shit on them, we sip juice

Long live the Ruler, John Gotti, ain't no snakes by me

Big body foreign, Pippy Long in the front with me

Let the bitch go, she ain't yours, plus you play pimpin'

Don't ever ask if I got my strap, you know it stay with me

[Chorus: SaySoTheMac]

Mac with a trap 'cause I like it like that

Threw some nuts on my MAC 'cause I like it like that

Heard the strap go brrat 'cause he ain't like me like that

Look, this Trish, I don't like it like that

She a punk rock bitch, I ain't like her like that

Feet bleedin' on the track 'cause I like it like that

Stincs run LA, bitch, fans like us like that

Ugh, blow a bag and get it right back

[Verse 2: Ralfy the Plug]

I'm Mr. No Rap Cap, I know you like it like that

Okay, that was a nice job, but here's five, now slide back

I spilled sauce on the bitch, her job was to slime me back

Play with me, get stripped, nigga, that's a grimy fact

I'm from the Stinc Team where we get grimy racks

If it was a bein' the truth award, I would get a lot of plaques

I hang with mob bosses like Roger the Rabbit

Stinc Team, OTM buff in the booth like P90X

Oh, that's your bitch? I didn't know, shit, I charge her for sex

If I ever hit your bitch, she's a part of the collection

You didn't hit your knees for pastor Ralfy, it's fine, I ain't a reverend

Pourin' double whammies, bitch, like, "Go best friend, go best friend"

F&N on me, no wrestler, don't test me

Diamonds water, super soaker, I can go jet skiin'

I'm the truth, nothin' like you, best believe we different

You gon' give me the money or not, it's your decision

The Plug

[Refrain: Duffy & SaySoTheMac]

Who that talkin'? I ain't worried 'bout him

Stincs walkin' in, we the joints, I know you heard about us

I leave the house, ain't got no choice, I'm bringin' heavy metal

Niggas police, told 'em beat it, we can't speak about it

Shit, make sure y'all know what the truth is

Snakes slither by me, but we cuttin' off the loose ends

Always gettin' money, never tried to be the cool kids

Double deckers on us, bitch, we comin' with our two friends

Anything he say, he better stand on it

Slidin' with my chop, I ain't tryna put my hands on him

Told that nigga, "Listen to the Stincs, you might learn somethin'"

Chops out, it's a MAC show, nigga, say somethin'

Stinc Team, bling bling, cannons out, so say cheese

Ring-ring, ding-ding, get the bag, we flee the scene

Susa Lee is not as valuable if she ain't with Mei Ling

Keep it player, baby, that's too bad if you don't know what that mean

Slow motion, double cup, we finna pour some mud

Mini Draco on me, they like, "Duffy, where you get that from?"

Why you look surprised? Even demons like to have some fun

Ain't no fake niggas with the gang, we don't show no love (Ayy)

[Chorus: SaySoTheMac]

Mac with a trap 'cause I like it like that

Threw some nuts on my MAC 'cause I like it like that

Heard the strap go brrat 'cause you ain't like me like that

Look, this Trish, I don't like it like that

She a punk rock bitch, I ain't like her like that

Feet bleedin' on the track 'cause I like it like that

Stincs run LA, bitch, fans like us like that

Ugh, blow a bag and get it right back