[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
N***a, you'll get slapped, don't question it
I got the stick [?] in the back for these wrestlers (I get my work from the narco)
What flavor is that vape? This that opp berry bubble gum
N***as hittin' fences, haulin' ass when we pullin' up
N***as gettin' out of hand with me, I'ma call a blitz
I'ma whip out right now, bro, don't talk again
You ain't finna get a fade or squabble, we is not friends
It's 'bout 4:30, I gave him ninety shells, he ain't clockin' in (Shit)
I'm that n***a, I be always talkin' shit
I popped two fifteens, bro, I'm kind of feelin' sick
Put a cannon on a n***a, nickname me SpinGen
We could turn him to a dancer, or do you wanna be a gymnast?
Scottie Pippen, thirty-three shells if he slippin'
I be E-Class slidin' whеn it's time to go the distance
All thеse n***as do is talk and put my names in they mentions
Come outside and shoot somethin' and just quit the Twitter beefin'
Put a hundred in his stomach, ugh, why is shit leakin'?
I tried to play it cool but these n***as give me reasons
I'm a shot caller, I put n***as on, go on and king me
How you make that much money off rap? This shit easy, uh

[Verse 2: Duffy]
N***a
This shit easy
Bum n***a yappin' in my ear, I'm finna bleed him
Come and meet shanaynay, everywhere I go, I bring her
Wet a n***a up, leave a n***a head steamin'
Ridin' in a coupe with big blowers
N***as bums, bro, I don't owe you
I do what I want, I don't got no big homies
All my friends are dead, all blue strips on me
Wait, what this n***a say? I ain't hearin' it
I be out in public, stick pokin' out my letterman
Young generals, these n***as know we heavyweights
Let him make it, P, everybody make mistakes
Just don't make the same one twice
Three of Wock' in a pineapple, and no, I don't want ice
I'm a fly n***a, you the type to be afraid of heights
Don't believe the lies, n***as nice