[Intro: Blue Pesos]
How 'bout that, n***a?
'Fore I slap you with this stack, n***a
You know the truth

[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
Drop a four in this cup, it might clear away your sense
If you really 'bout that life, stand outside and drop the pin
You tryna chit-chat with opps, I'm in the field tryna win
Put some money on his head and get him dropped for a ten-piece
Mr. Whiskers in my ear sayin', "Flip him"
If you love me, baby, strip for me, tear it all off
I'm a too greedy Stinc, shot caller, it's a cost to be a boss
All these n***as mad as us 'cause they bitch holdin' dogs
I heard the cops comin', I ain't tryna stay, we gotta go
The old head, chops out, put some bullets through his fro
Gettin' annoyed, lil' bitch, you've been herе for too long
I need the dough, you could catch me on the road

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
If you ain't bringin' uchiеs, gotta go, how 'bout that?
How 'bout I drop a hundiddy on his block? How 'bout that?
Don't compare us to these bums, you know the truth, these n***as wack
If you love me, baby, show me where it's at
I ain't playin' with you kids, I'ma snap, how 'bout that?
I got the slap on me now, I'm finna spazz, how 'bout that?
How 'bout I slap you with a stack? How would you feel about that?
N***as ain't nothin', "Damn, P, can you relax?"
[Verse 2: Yung Angel]
Hop out trippin' with the MAC, how 'bout that?
Dark coupes, all black, back to back, how 'bout that?
Always trippin' on the homies, damn, Drey, could you relax?
You ain't outside with the gang, you ain't gang, straight like that
Stincs run LA, they love us, that's exactly why they mad
He was woofin' on the 'net, we left his body in trash bags
Got the money, we ain't gotta pull up, my hitman from Baghdad
In the county, was whoopin' on them n***as, gettin' laughed at
You gotta tear it off immediately or she can't eat with us
Narcissistic funds, it cost money to speak to us
Reincarnation of Jesus, everybody believe in us
It's the too greedy Stinc Team, ain't no such thing as reachin' us

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
If you ain't bringin' uchies, gotta go, how 'bout that?
How 'bout I drop a hundiddy on his block? How 'bout that?
Don't compare us to these bums, you know the truth, these n***as wack
If you love me, baby, show me where it's at
I ain't playin' with you kids, I'ma snap, now 'bout that?
I got the slap on me now, I'm finna spazz, how 'bout that?
How 'bout I slap you with a stack? How would you feel about that?
N***as ain't nothin', "Damn, P, can you relax?"

[Verse 3: Duffy]
If I pull up on his block with a chop, how 'bout that?
If I catch him, I'ma blow him out his socks, how 'bout that?
I keep seein' n***as typin', I'm like, "Where is n***as at?"
All these n***as mad we really keep it real, how 'bout that?
I keep spendin' all these uchies, that's the story of my life
Bro, it's 2022, why the fuck is we gon' fight?
Bouncin' out the backseat, I seen somethin' that I like
Cold n***a, I can see the future, bitch, I know it's bright
She an opp bitch, I don't know, somethin' ain't lookin' right
You ain't never met a n***a that'll slap you, I'm the type
Bitch, I'm startin' to lose my mind, n***a, say my lyrics down level
Speed Racer, gotta keep my foot up on that gas pedal
Second guessin', tryna get up on me, he done fucked up
Old-ass n***a, sit the bench, tie them trunks up
Stincs throwin' hard in the paint, bro, you won't score
N***as don't get no love, try it, then he done for
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
If you ain't bringin' uchies, gotta go, how 'bout that?
How 'bout I drop a hundiddy on his block? How 'bout that?
Don't compare us to these bums, you know the truth, these n***as wack
If you love me, baby, show me where it's at
I ain't playin' with you kids, I'ma snap, now 'bout that?
I got the slap on me now, I'm finna spazz, how 'bout that?
How 'bout I slap you with a stack? How would you feel about that?
N***as ain't nothin', "Damn, P, can you relax?"