[Intro: Duffy]
Bitch
Long live Drakeo (Forenax, fuck it up)

[Verse 1: Duffy]
N***a, who want problems with us?
Ain't no typin', once we see him, we gon' holler at him
Hit his sister, then I sent her, now it's back to business
How you broke and talkin' crazy? Bro, I can't with n***as
[?] ballin' with us, bro, we way up out your price range
Pippy Longstocking finna flip a n***a sideways
Bitch, where the money? I ain't with the playin' mind games
Broke n***a, ain't you ever heard? N***a, crime pays

[Chorus: Duffy]
Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I know they sick of us
For every hatin' n***a watchin', n***a, add us up
I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough
If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, n***a
Bitch
Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I bet they sick of us
N***a
For every hatin' n***a watchin', n***a, add us up
Bitch
I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough, n***a
Fuck
If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, n***a
[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
Why you always say my name? You want problems, huh?
I hear the Johnny sirens near, it's time to go
Rap money, flu flammin' and breakin' hoes
I got blood on my Chiefin', time to change clothes
Every day, I guarantee I throw that shit on
Sticks and poles, I bled Kim Juan for it
Rippin' and runnin' so we gon' keep dumpin'
Shit bag no longer, he fell face forward
Strip, n***a, come and get him, call Rae Sremmurd
Maybe if you get like P, she might listen to you
You tryna slap the bitch up 'cause she play my music?
Your best bet when you see me is to play stupid
Sidetalkin', all these n***as yappin', they ain't broke nothin'
I just chipped a pump faker, sped off, now the juice spillin'
Bully breaker, think about it, I'm a super villain
Breadwinners, uchie getters, yeah, the cool n***as

[Chorus: Duffy]
Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I know they sick of us
For every hatin' n***a watchin', n***a, add us up
I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough
If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, n***a
Bitch
Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I bet they sick of us
N***a
For every hatin' n***a watchin', n***a, add us up
Bitch
I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough, n***a
Fuck
If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, n***a
[Verse 3: Good Finesse]
I'll take this n***a bitch and have her jaws lockin'
All this chicken on my neck got her jaws droppin'
All my n***as got a bag and you panhandlin'
I'll bust a n***a down like a cheap watch
I'll make the song hard, make the beat hot
And I got that drip on, bitch, this ain't Reebok
Sent the bitch bleedin' her toes 'til her feet stop
I ain't sippin' none of these n***as' juice, that shit re-rock
I've been gettin' bands since a n***a was just a knee high
N***as always lyin' to they bitch but now I see why
N***as out here singin' to that pussy like they T Fly
The Stincs run LA and all them other n***as broke as fuck, ayy

[Chorus]
Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I know they sick of us
For every hatin' n***a watchin', n***a, add us up
I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough
If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, n***a
Bitch
Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I bet they sick of us
N***a
For every hatin' n***a watchin', n***a, add us up
Bitch
I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough, n***a
Fuck
If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, n***a