[Intro: Duffy]
(Ayy, Moon, turn my shit up)
Bitch
Yeah, good lookin', Zay
(Coronado on the beat)

[Verse 1: Duffy]
Ain't no keepin' up
All these robberys and shootings, I don't know about a single one
He's a weenie, give him props 'cause he's speakin' up
Terrorise a muggin'-ass n***a, what you thinkin' of?
The Stincs plus beef, it ain't sweet, n***a, do the math
Guns in the party, they ain't checkin' in this Louis
A sneak disser n***a ran into us and he did the dash
Drop a n***a body with the Glock and threw it in the trash
Hit the gas in the foreign, we goin' kinda fast
Every time I get up in the booth, it make them n***as mad
Make a n***a fold, he was talkin' like he big and bad
Evil thoughts, I do rocket science when I'm in the lab
Throw a flag on the play, he's a pump faker
He ain't even got no money, he a dumb hater
Bitch, I'm lookin' for a bag, I'll come later
Ballin' out on n***as but it's really nothin' major
Think he sungazin', all he seen is red lasers
Greet the Team with respect, we LA saviors
Any n***a do the most, down goes Frasier
We in the hills with some hoes, it ain't no neighbors
[Chorus: Duffy]
Got her sippin' heavily, now she cross-faded
"Ayy, play that OTM" even though you just played it
This n***a energy was bold, now he tryna change it
Stupid n***a, are you smarter than a fifth grader?
Now his brains hangin', n***a should've read about it
You see this buddah on my neck? You end up dead about it
I been told 'em we the truth, I just let 'em doubt it
Of course I got my gun on me, I don't leave without it

[Blue Pesos]
Buster Douglas, average Joe, you hang with cowards
Red beams on our sticks, we got superpowers
Louis V duffle stuffed with guns and a couple thousands
They hate when we bring Tank Davis 'cause he overpowered
Snatched his bitch up, damsel in distress, he a Debbie Downer
Pounds on the stove, hundiddies in the money counter
Better keep your bitch locked in the house, don't bring gang around her
Last n***a tried, she's a roller, now he hate me for it
Gang dropped a hundred on his head, he a 12 informant
Somebody baby bro got chipped, now they lookin' for me
12 kicked the back door and they ain't findin' nothin'
"Ayy, sir, this a Glock-19?" I'm just shoulder shruggin'
I don't know nothin', please don't ask, I'm remedial
Another average joe on the news, I ain't seen the dude
N***a, you ain't gang, what the fuck? I ain't feedin' you
A messy murder scene, 12, fireman, paramedics too
[Chorus: Duffy]
Got her sippin' heavily, now she cross-faded
"Ayy, play that OTM" even though you just played it
This n***a energy was bold, now he tryna change it
Stupid n***a, are you smarter than a fifth grader?
Now his brains hangin', n***a should've read about it
You see this buddah on my neck? You end up dead about it
I been told 'em we the truth, I just let 'em doubt it
Of course I got my gun on me, I don't leave without it

[Outro: Duffy]
Shit, n***a
Got her sippin' heavily, now she cross-faded
My n***a Chiefin'
Stupid n***a, are you smarter than a fifth grader?
Greet the Team with respect, we LA saviors, bitch
Gang and them
Stinc Team, n***a
Now his brains hangin', n***a should've read about it, n***a
You know the truth