[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
P back up on that shit, n***as asked me why I'm trippin'
Glock, FNs and MAC-10s, I walked in with extensions
I just dropped 'bout fifty shots, they like, "Damn, you still shootin'?" (Holy1k)
I was a young n***a actin' out and ridin' with the foolery (Verse2)
Hit him with some shit, it got him leanin' like he noddin' off
These K bullets sparkin', I'm aggressive, I don't like talkin'
Bitches gettin' smacked and chastised if they out lovin'
Yeah, I like the K, but you know the Glock fit better
This shit I wear, it's expensive, I ain't like these other n***as
I'm with a hottie blowin' hundrеds on a real expensivе dinner
We eatin' filet mig', but these chopsticks, they came from Benihanas
You know the truth, we run the city, I be yellin' out, "Stinc Team"
But, bitch, it's Off the Mussle, either way, it's for the win
I just walked in grippin' on my chop with a grin
Bodybaggin' opposition, Stinc Team just throwed Christmas
Switchblades and red beams and his home triple digits
I don't rap, I'm just speakin' how we livin'
That new GLE coupe? Watch your mouth 'cause I'll flip it
We too flashy, K's dancin', smoke comin' out the barrel
I see him starin' at my chains, he make a move and I'ma book him
Roll a 'Wood of new cookie pack, n***a, what you lookin' at?
He's no longer, rest in peace, I know they sick of us
We ain't lettin' off the opps, they better give it up
The wrong n***as here, y'all should know we finna tear it up
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Let the K speak, you n***as don't be hearin' us
They don't like us, we run shit, we put fear in 'em
These n***as know what's goin' on and I ain't sayin' nothin'
We them n***as in LA, you either hate or love us
Let the K speak, I swear that you n***as don't be hearin' us
N***a
They don't like us, on God, we run shit, we put fear in 'em
These n***as know what's goin' on, I ain't even finna say nothin'
We them n***as in LA, on God, you either hate or love us

[Verse 2: Duffy]
Man, these n***as don't be hearin' us
N***as scared of money, on my mama we put fear in bums
Heard him speakin' on my name, made him tear it up
He pull up doin' all that talkin', get his mirror bust
I'm 2Greedy, n***a
He was dissin' on the team and he woke up with his pieces missing
All these n***as act like police, I don't speak to n***as
The devil strapped around my shoulder, got the reaper with us
We got beams and extensions, n***a, all of the above
I don't want your weed, pussy, n***as chillin' with the plug
She say she knew I was Duffy, I ain't tell her who I was
All these n***as weird as fuck, I can't show no n***a love
She ever fuck with me, she can't go back to no scrub
He a demon on the 'Gram, he a killer with his thumbs
If he reach, leave him snug as a bug in a rug
Make him dance Mariachi, got muchacha with the drums
He really pulled up trippin', it was tragic what got did to him
Told that n***a check the score, bro, I'm pretty sure your side is hip
You could lie to yourself, bro, but you could never fuck with OTM
Threw a thousand on the floor, I should've got that lil' shit on film
He ain't seen no money, all his homies broke nerds
N***a thinkin' 'bout my pieces, probably smoke Sherm
Drivin' what we want, we ain't givin' n***as no turns
Drivin' off the Casamigos, bro, we gon' for sure swerve
Don't be dissin', who that get up on my bro nerves?
You know I got the blower pokin', n***as don't learn
You know we ain't outside if we get here and he post first
Stripped him out his tennis shoes, I hit him with a cold serve
If I'm out, then I'm ridin' with my blower with me
Thinkin' to myself should I take it? That's a quick decision
Who these n***as in my face? I don't know them n***as
Want some clout? We'll put his pic' on television
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Let the K speak, you n***as don't be hearin' us
They don't like us, we run shit, we put fear in 'em
These n***as know what's goin' on and I ain't sayin' nothin'
We them n***as in LA, you either hate or love us
Let the K speak, I swear that you n***as don't be hearin' us
N***a
They don't like us, on God, we run shit, we put fear in 'em