[Verse 1: Queezy_the_Gangster]
Queezy the gangster I'm really that cracker
This girl hang with this dude even after he whacked her
Pulled up 3 white boys, that really your game?
You reppin’ the blue, but you ain't staying the same
Made her so wet thought it was storm and the rain
Tried to diss me now you're feeling the pain-
Of my words when I’m coming and dissing your dame
I can diss you without saying your name
But you ain't that big like it's Robin vs. Bane
Sent me a snippet your diss track was lame
Making it bigger, I ain't claiming the fame
Playing with fire, you catching my flames
You already know who this ‘bout without sayin'
T.S. as well I come with choppers spraying
Talk shit again you'll be out on the pavement
Not toting a strap, calm down I'm just playing
Was ready to jump you as soon as you came in
I walk in the room and she layin'-
In bed ready as hell to get came in
Bitch, you best get down and start prayin’
That Queezy don’t come with the gat and he sprayin'
Rebirth on myself just know how I do it
Went to the range and the AK is shootin’
Me vs. him I know who you rootin'-
For and it better be me with the tool and-
This that Pablo & Blanco shit came when the school end
[Chorus: Dave East]
Pablo and Blanco, you'd think it's the Narcos
The Bentley all black, did it matte, look like charcoal
I’m back in the hood getting drunk at Ricardo's
Got used to the murders, it's hard to feel sorrow
Dead pop at the liquor store, I had to borrow a bottle
Tryna hide from the cameras, got caught with a model
I talk to God then I talk to Diablo
Won't run out of powder, this is Pablo and Blanco

[Post-Chorus: Millyz]
Swerve 'round these potholes
Wrist is colossal
We slid out of Bäco
Cartier shades or I Gucci the goggles
Came up selling shit you could toot in your nostrils
Touchdown in the trenches then flew to the tropics
Big ice on my neck right in front of the projects
Run up a bag 'til we die, that's the motto
Pablo and Blanco, it's Blanco and Pablo

[Verse 2: Dave East & Millyz]
Came up selling shit you could shoot in your veins
Pulled up with no flag but they knew I was gang
I pulled up with powder, they knew it was 'caine
Got this eight series swerving in two different lanes
This shit got lit, once Flex and Clue knew my name
He ratted, they blew out his brain
Keep moving this weight, put some blue in the chain
Was popping them Perkys to move through the pain
[Chorus: Dave East]
Pablo and Blanco, you'd think it's the Narcos
That Bentley all black, did it matte look like charcoal
I'm back in the hood getting drunk at Ricardo's
Got used to the murders, it's hard to feel sorrow
Dead pop at the liquor store, I had to borrow a bottle
Tryna hide from the cameras, got caught with a model
I talk to God then I talk to Diablo
Won't run out of powder, this is Pablo and Blanco

[Post-Chorus: Millyz]
Swerve 'round these potholes
Wrist is colossal
We slid out of Bäco
Cartier shades or a Gucci the goggles
Came up selling shit you could toot in your nostrils
Touchdown in the trenches then flew to the tropics
Big ice on my neck right in front of the projects
Run up a bag 'til we die, that's the motto
Pablo and Blanco, it's Blanco and Pablo
Gang