[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
All these n***as bad apples, stay the fuck away from me
I ain't never had nothin', how I not showboat?
Can I get a drumroll? Hundiddy just for him
Uh, that was fantastic, fuck with me, nobody
Shit, you're delusional
A broke bitch can never get a word or even speak to me
Scottie Pippen chasticed him, bullets for him, Matt Ryan
"P, chill out, he's a boy, you know he can't take it", ugh
He on the news from street sweepers, made him street famous
Tear it off, what you do? I like 'em rich, baby
What the fuck you got on? This is not the 80s
Hit me with some uchies, then maybe you could persuadе me
I speak guapanesе with Ling Ling, can you translate it?
In my comments with that shit, is you a gay faggot?
Walkin' with the big head, they thinkin' that I'm Hey Arnold
Draco spittin' on they block, shit, that's y'all problem

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Take this hundred to the face, or would you rather
Get your bitch broke quick? Or would you rather
Have this chopper throw a tantrum? Shit, or would you rather?
Don dada, we on his block, don't say nothin' (Yeah, Benji)
Shit
Take this hundred to the face, or would you rather
N***a
Get your bitch broke quick? Or would you rather
Shit
Have this chopper throw a tantrum? Shit, or would you rather?
N***a
Don dada, we on his block, don't say nothin'
[Verse 2: Young Bull]
Don dada, we on his block, don't say nothin'
Gave him a facelift for playin' with my hundreds
Hit stick sent a blitz, make a n***a fumble
Would you rather fuck with a rich n***a or a buster? (Yeah, Benji)
Dropped a pile on the floor, bitch, clean it up
Hundred band jugg on the field got my pockets stuffed
If it's smoke with the gang, lil' n***a, who want runt with us?
Sockin' n***as in the county, make a n***a roll it up
Free Kels, Free Mell, free Reising, n***a, all the thugs
On the affidavit, n***a, you was tellin', bruh
Gang and them, bitch, and we ballin' with no label, huh?
Would you rather get shot at? If not, n***a, hold a gun

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Take this hundred to the face, or would you rather
Get your bitch broke quick? Or would you rather
Have this chopper throw a tantrum? Shit, or would you rather?
Don dada, we on his block, don't say nothin' (Yeah, Benji)
Take this hundred to the face, or would you rather
N***a
Get your bitch broke quick? Or would you rather
Shit
Have this chopper throw a tantrum? Shit, or would you rather?
N***a
Don dada, we on his block, don't say nothin'
[Verse 3: Duffy]
I can come and drop a hundred, would you rather that?
'Wood full of opps, had to smoke him, he ain't comin' back
Blammers out in public, finna show these n***as how to act
Bum n***a never been in Neiman Marcus or Saks
I ain't with the chit-chat, all he heard was "Click-clack"
Talkin', we ain't into that, we whippin' out some big straps
Body, yeah, we did that, smoke with me, where he at?
It stay blocked, right here, n***a, hold on, sit back
All these n***as say they in the field, where the blitz at?
Mei Ling know I've been a joint way before rap
Tricky ballplay, if he try, he a silly rabbit
Fin on me, tryna make a faggot do some acrobatics
Had him runnin' every light, he got caught in traffic
I know that scoreboard hurt, he just another tally
Dealin' with some things y'all would all percieve as post traumatic
N***as bad for business, do or die, what you reppin'? (Yeah, Benji)

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Take this hundred to the face, or would you rather
Get your bitch broke quick? Or would you rather
Have this chopper throw a tantrum? Shit, or would you rather?
Don dada, we on his block, don't say nothin'
Shit
Take this hundred to the face, or would you rather (Ayy, go 'head, IIInfinite)
N***a
Get your bitch broke quick? Or would you rather (Yeah, Benji)
Have this chopper throw a tantrum? Shit, or would you rather?
N***a
Don dada, we on his block, don't say nothin'