[Intro: Duffy]
N***a
Shit
Shit easy, n***a know the truth (This shit so motherfuckin' crazy)

[Chorus: Duffy]
I'm comin' through the backdoor totin' extendos, sorry, today, I ain't takin' no pictures
N***as ain't like that, I don't really mean to offend y'all, bro, but I ain't worried 'bout n***as
Cliquin' up, LA still don't feel 'em
Whole city know we passin' up all these n***as
Any bullshit, you could miss me with it
Got blick on me, and I'ma stand on business

[Verse 1: Duffy]
N***as be crazy, keep bein' safe
They wanna be opps, better wash they ass
Playin', this shit'll get put in your face
It's a big four five, lil' n***a, get back
Duck for your life or get took off the map
I don't say a lot, but I overreact
We ballin' the hardest, we flexin' in Saks
Wе kept this shit lit, why n***as so mad?
I never sleep, bitch, I wokе up with time
TEC on me, bro, don't be crossin' the line
Play with your life, I ain't playin' with mine
Ex bitch lied, said she doin' fine
Step on the scene, I'm the flyest in here
He actin' hard, in my heart, ain't no fear
I'ma be clutchin' my Glock 'til it's clear
Shit, we out of here if the police is near
Fuck with a joint, I could turn a bitch up
Get to the money or shut the fuck up
That n***a retarded, he [?] it's us
We ridin' with sticks in the back of the truck
Sit on the bench while I do my dougie
N***as is followers, n***as be puppets, fuck it
Brand-new piece, don't touch it, shit
I got this shit Off the Mussle
[Chorus: Duffy]
I'm comin' through the backdoor totin' extendos, sorry, today, I ain't takin' no pictures
N***as ain't like that, I don't really mean to offend y'all, bro, but I ain't worried 'bout n***as
Cliquin' up, LA still don't feel 'em
Whole city know we passin' up all these n***as
Any bullshit, you could miss me with it
Got blick on me, and I'ma stand on business

[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
Why you takin' them off? I just blue Benjies
I'll blow an arm off if he still want Beni
I'm short tempered, bro, I be trippin' for nothin'
P just a rapper, don't make that assumption
I roll with the lions, the heathens, no whistles
Neck P from a tree if I hang with a buster
Four of Wock' in a cream, my double cup muddy
Off fentanyl, bro, that n***a a junkie
I was only 'bout five, first time I had a weapon
He givin' bitch vibes, I don't understand it
This lil' bitch broke, she givin' me headaches
I got a bitch who strip with phenomenal critic
I'm a flu flammin' rapper, I don't do scammin'
Had the city on fire like we sparkin' up matches
It's a new flow, P, I don't rap on these beats
Keep that broke shit far, bein' broke a disease
Bring me that fetty, I don't want a threesome
You don't got the uchies, so why is we linkin'?
"I look like a ho to you, P", hm, kind of
The fuck is she smokin', bro? Come get your highness
I might be a gold digger, I only like diamonds
One-sixty, fyoom, get ghost, we hear sirens
Straight faced with it, not guilty, your honor
If we facin' the facts, I'm your man [?]
[?] Suzy in the club, I need a one-nighter
He play with my name, rip his tongue out with pliers