[Intro]
(I get my work from the narco)
What y'all debatin' on?
OTM is the face of the LA music scene, facts
We can put money on it, anything

[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
We don't do the street fightin', bein' honest
Chops out, wanna box 'em? Rock 'Em Sock 'Em
I needed bands, I was never fit for college
This LA, bitch, so who really finna stop me?

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Stand down, bitch, if you really know what's good for you
Hundred rounds bouncin' out the chop, I brought two of 'em
Keep my name out your mouth if you really know what's good for you
Quit the dissin' on the 'Gram if you really know what's good for you
Stand down, bitch, if you really know what's good for you
Hundred rounds bouncin' out the chop, I brought two of 'em
Keep my name out your mouth if you really know what's good for you
Quit the dissin' on the 'Gram if you really know what's good for you, bitch

[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
Stand down, P droppin' hollows, stop, drop, and roll
Cock back, reload, aim down, I think I said enough
The moment we locked eyes, he ran off and went and pissed himself
Bitch, kill yourself, do my VVs make you feel bad?
You goin' out sad to clear facts and wanna be us
This your bitch, ain't it? Bro, why she on the Magic School Bus?
The Stincs involve of some shit you never heard of
2Pac, this n***a hit him and we burn rubber
Jack [?], quarterbackin' shit, I'm a shot caller
Suit and tie on, down to business, I'm the Godfather
Shit talker, how I'm supposed to [?] with all this ice on me?
I'm a too greedy Stinc, fuck your big homie, bitch
Big .40 hangin' out my stock jeans, act right
Damn, P put the slap on her, wait, last night?
Pippy, Pippy, it get tricky on the dance floor
I don't know what you heard but I slap hoes
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Stand down, bitch, if you really know what's good for you
Hundred rounds bouncin' out the chop, I brought two of 'em
Keep my name out your mouth if you really know what's good for you
Quit the dissin' on the 'Gram if you really know what's good for you
Stand down, bitch, if you really know what's good for you
Hundred rounds bouncin' out the chop, I brought two of 'em
Keep my name out your mouth if you really know what's good for you
Quit the dissin' on the 'Gram if you really know what's good for you, bitch

[Verse 3: Duffy]
I don't think he know what's good for him
Stand down, think that n***a misunderstood or somethin'
So busy hatin' on the Stincs but how your hood doin'?
If you broke, listen up, we got juggs for you
N***as know we got the bag, chunky monkey in my hand
Ain't no back and forth, once I said it, then that's what I said
Spoke on Drakeo? Let's go find out where he hidin' at
Talk it out, nah, he don't really do too much of that
Somebody just got blew up, I say, "[?], you ain't heard about it?"
Served him, where the holy water? Sinnin' and get thirsty after
I'm the prince of shit talkin' and nervous rappin'
Pippy, Pippy, Shaneyney, I'm with both them bitches
Ayy, you know them n***as? Walkin' like they joints or somethin'
On his block, chains out, it started thunderstormin'
Spendin' time holdin' dick, it won't get you nothin'
Neiman and Marcus don't know you, go and get some money
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Stand down, bitch, if you really know what's good for you
Hundred rounds bouncin' out the chop, I brought two of 'em
Keep my name out your mouth if you really know what's good for you
Quit the dissin' on the 'Gram if you really know what's good for you
Stand down, bitch, if you really know what's good for you
Hundred rounds bouncin' out the chop, I brought two of 'em
Keep my name out your mouth if you really know what's good for you
Quit the dissin' on the 'Gram if you really know what's good for you, bitch