[Intro: Blue Pesos]
Certified money getters
Hope this n***a get the picture, bitch

[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
Certified money getters, paid this n***a get the picture?
See that buddha chain on him, knew the Stinc Team did it
We be ridin' 'round with street sweeps and FNs (Holy1k)
War time, no white flags for n***a (Verse2), bring your best man
I stepped in with a mean look on me, I ain't playin'
Better not approach me with that bullshit, I'm makin' n***as famous
Put his face on KCAL, hundred rounds'll put him down
Door knockin', black midget, you would never hear a sound

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Make a move, he's a goof, his whole gang full of losers
Don't assume 'cause I'll shoot, please don't get to actin' foolish
Always faded it off that juice, what's the move we gon' do?
Stinc Team, lil' bitch, you know we greedy with a tool
N***a
He's a fool, his whole gang full of losers, n***a
I'll shoot, please don't get to actin' foolish, n***a
Always faded it off that juice, n***a
Stinc Team, bitch, you know we greedy with a tool

[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
Ayy, what's the move? I got the drop on some loot
Money moves every day, get a bag, that's absolute
Pullin' up in dark coupes, these n***as know what time it is
N***as beggin' for the smoke, split his ass into ten
Throwin' ten pieces up, all full of hundiddies
He's an opposition trippin'? We gon' treat him like he Biggie
ARs like military, always keep the fin around me
Came lookin' for the beef, he got turned to teriyaki
Benihanas, finna fry him up and serve him with some lobster
12 get behind the coupe, he and a hundred, we got choppers
I don't want your baby mama, that bitch come with too much drama
Had to leave her on the curb, tryna ask me for some guala
N***a
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Make a move, he's a goof, his whole gang full of losers
Don't assume 'cause I'll shoot, please don't get to actin' foolish
Always faded it off that juice, what's the move we gon' do?
Stinc Team, lil' bitch, you know we greedy with a tool
N***a
He's a fool, his whole gang full of losers, n***a
I'll shoot, please don't get to actin' foolish, n***a
Always faded it off that juice, n***a
Stinc Team, bitch, you know we greedy with a tool

[Verse 3: Duffy]
I don't think he wanna start with me
Instagram famous, he ain't on the same chart as me
Wrong move, then I'm sparkin' him
I turned a group of tough guys to Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
If I do it, it is not the norm
Kind of low on money 'cause I spent it all on firearms
We finna bounce, think this n***a got a wire on
Told him not to mind me with this chop, I don't mean no harm
Got up on him mob deep, it was a quiet storm
Tryna see who aim is the best, n***a, mine or yours
Ain't no tellin', I'm a certified dough getter
Buddha on my neck, this a chink boppin' gold medal
He won't live to see another day
He ain't believe I really had the K 'til it was in his face
Street n***a, Off The Mussle in my DNA
He's no longer, I'm sorry it had to be this way