Stincs Boutabag OTM (Ft. DB.Boutabag)

[Intro: Blue Pesos]
(My nigga Johnny got another one)
Long live Drakeo, you know the truth
(Lonis signed this)

[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
Stinc Team 'bout a bag, we ain't gotta get into it
Cold demons in the building, mini Draco with a roller
Diamonds kickboxin' on me, Jet Li, they doin' combos
Nigga drop a dime and catch a nine like he Rondo
The juice landed, P, hit your paisa dance on 'em
I got Mr. T tendencies, flexin' real diamonds
Close that back door, watch your closest homie, keep an eye on him
Mr. Whiskers tat on my arm, it's an eye buster
You should know I'm 'bout a bag, don't question it
Chiefin' jeans on, hip blugin' from the F&N
Any altеrcations guarantee Pippy steppin' in
Coach P, you don't got the uchies, bitch dismissеd
Shit, I'm a fully
Bully breaker chops, this a stiffler with a fully
This lil' big nigga ain't scarin' nothin', I just chipped somethin'
In the end, don't give a fuck about a hater, just keep it comin'

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Stinc Team 'bout a bag, ugh, fuck them
Tear it off, I need all the uchies, where the rats at?
Steppin' in the club, don't ask, we for sure strapped
You should know we 'bout a bag, what we wear, you can't afford that
Stinc Team 'bout a bag, ugh, fuck them
Tear it off, I need all the uchies, where the rats at?
Steppin' in the club, don't ask, we for sure strapped
You should know we 'bout a bag, what we wear, you can't afford that (Shit)
Stinc Team 'bout a bag, ugh, fuck them
Nigga
The juice landed, P, hit your paisa dance on him