Mind On a Million OTM

[Intro: Duffy]
Bitch
You know what the fuck goin' on

[Verse 1: Duffy]
Strip team, bro just hit me with the Facetime
Me and P just poured a three, bitch, I’m too fired
New chain, I'll take yours 'fore you take mine
Tryna get a million, I don’t never really waste time
That nigga jumpin' off the porch without his shoes tied
I'll knock a nigga down to size if he my height
My fault, niggas mad we hoggin' all the spotlight
All for it, all these niggas nice, fuck I look like?
Fuck I look like gettin' fucked out a contract?
Keep the goofy shit up over there, yeah, y'all got that
I just bought a brand new .9, this bitch compact
Box with me, I'll leave a nigga eye black

[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
That piece ain't worth nothin’, nigga, why the fuck you buy that?
My mind on the mil’, niggas tryna get me sidetracked
I'm smokin’ out the pound, niggas matchin' two dime sacks
I know we hit your bitch, but stop actin' like a crybaby
Roll bounce, I'll let a hundred off for Rami
That 10K don’t compare, bro, you got that from the swap meet
Hold the Glock, Duff, pass the E-SIG, I'm tryna swap heats
She keep sayin' I'm a nigga, bitch, that's obvious
I'm a breadwinner, other niggas bottom feeders
I got a heaven-sent flow, come take a walk with Jesus
Jointed up, y'all should be thankful for the cold demons
You choose bitches over hoes, shit, that's your business