[Intro: Blue Pesos]
(Legend made another one)
Bitch, you know the truth, long live Drakeo
(Duse, makin' slaps, true)
This a bussdown, reach, he gon' be Don Dada
I brought a chopper to the stage, it’s a showstopper
Shaneyney lookin’ good, I brought two hotties
Gang and them, no lames and them, we don’t know niggas
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
A ten-ball on my neck, shit fucked them
Have you seen my Distro? Shit, fuck them
You see the scoreboard, nigga? Shit, fuck them
You see the 'fits that I wear? Shit fucked ‘em
A ten-ball on my neck, shit fucked them
Have you seen my Distro? Shit, fuck thеm
You see the scoreboard, nigga? Shit, fuck them
You see thе 'fits that I wear? Shit fucked ‘em
[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
When we popped out with these diamonds, shit fucked them
Yeah, I see all these haters, shit, fuck ‘em
I bodybuild her whole world, this K buffer
Nina freaky in the dark if I touch her
Nah, I don't love you, I’m on buckets, no time for you
Niggas know the truth and it hurts, be honest, bro
All them guns in your rap, is you gon’ lock and load?
Fuck all these fag niggas, hope they die slow
The shit that go through my head, only God knows
Take a walk in my shoes, you’ll be mind-blown
Chrome Hearted and my neck lookin’ ice-cold
I said, “Strip him, after that, grab his iPhone”
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
A ten-ball on my neck, shit fucked them
Have you seen my Distro? Shit, fuck them
You see the scoreboard, nigga? Shit, fuck them
You see the 'fits that I wear? Shit fucked ‘em
A ten-ball on my neck, shit fucked them
Have you seen my Distro? Shit, fuck them
You see the scoreboard, nigga? Shit, fuck them
You see the 'fits that I wear? Shit fucked ‘em
[Verse 2: Duffy]
It’s just another day, yeah, fuck them
I don’t think you really want no problems with me, trust me
Too Greedy Fam, we ain’t hangin' 'round no busters
I told him 'bout that dissin’ on the Team, bro, I warned him
All our pieces custom, I ain’t tryna hear no humble
Shut up, old nigga, you somebody drunk uncle
Hit stick fumble, icy chilly, baby, Sub-Zero
Liu Kang kicks, I might drop a few icicles
Cold demons, mini Stinkmeaners, yeah, we hate niggas
If it’s one thing you know we don’t do, yeah, that’s fake niggas
Take a nigga loot since he thinkin' we was playin' wit him
Square-ass niggas, Off the Mussle shaped way different
They can’t never catch me lackin’, Duffy stay with it
A lil' bit of drama of drama won’t hurt, but I ain’t come for it
Don’t be worried ‘bout my time unless you paid for it
Shells if he tell and some hollows for them mean-muggers, nigga
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
A ten-ball on my neck, shit fucked them
Have you seen my Distro? Shit, fuck them
You see the scoreboard, nigga? Shit, fuck them
You see the 'fits that I wear? Shit fucked ‘em
A ten-ball on my neck, shit fucked them
Have you seen my Distro? Shit, fuck them
You see the scoreboard, nigga? Shit, fuck them
You see the 'fits that I wear? Shit fucked ‘em
[Verse 3: Ralfy the Plug]
Ralfy got that new Drakeo piece, shit fucked ‘em
You sure you wanna beef with the Plug? Good luck with it
Gang and them all bodybuilders and you ain’t doin' no buffin'
12 got up on me, I told 'em I don't know nothin'
Niggas be talkin’ slick, but they ain’t doin' no thuggin'
Hand it over, lil' bitch, and don’t be doin’ no fussin'
I’m gettin' big racks, I’m not doin' no clubbin'
If I’m thuggin’ in my videos, I’m thuggin’ in public, the Plug
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
A ten-ball on my neck, shit fucked them
Have you seen my Distro? Shit, fuck them
You see the scoreboard, nigga? Shit, fuck them
You see the 'fits that I wear? Shit fucked ‘em
A ten-ball on my neck, shit fucked them
Have you seen my Distro? Shit, fuck them
You see the scoreboard, nigga? Shit, fuck them
You see the 'fits that I wear? Shit fucked ‘em
