Steve Urkel OTM

[Intro: Duffy]
(Anthony)
(This a hit, Codax)
Shit
Bitch-ass niggas, long live Drakeo, ayy

[Verse 1: Duffy]
They say our time comin' (They say our time comin')
Play my song, bet your bitch know the words on it (Bet your bitch know the words on it)
Walkin' in with my heater, tryna burn somethin' (With my heater, tryna burn somethin')
Ain't heard a peep from the opps, I'm concerned 'bout it (I'm concerned, bruh)
Nigga (Nigga)
Whacked your mans, you ain't heard from him? (You ain't heard from him?)
A good kid, he in heaven, you should learn from him (You should learn from him)
Swear I can't with broke boys, it be the nerve of 'em (Be the nerve of 'em)
I'm from the Stincs, all these rapper niggas nerds to us (Niggas nerds)
All these Steve Urkel niggas talkin' like they active (Like they active)
I came with a mini Draco, don't be target practice (Target practice)
Check the calendar, I'm feelin' like today's the day (Today's the day)
I been goin' through some shit, bitch, I need my space (I need my space)
Pull up trippin', nigga, bet my whole team gon' bust (My team bustin')
Nigga tag me on the Gram, you one of them type, huh? (One of them type, huh?)
Just shit-bagged Macho Man, why you act so buff? (Why you actin' buff?)
Now every young nigga wanna be just like us (Just like us)
Bully-breaker, blew the brains out a Big Bad Wolf (Bully-breaker)
All that nigga heard was shots, why he mean-mug Bull? (The fuck?)
Got a whole zip of opps, we just smoked ten 'Woods (Opp pack)
Hit him wit a deep fryer, that boy got cooked (Fry his ass)
All my niggas on, we don't condone no rooks (No rookies)
Blowers in the backpack, I don't read no books (No books)
Tell them blogs, "Eat a dick", we don't need no push (No help)
Walkin' with that shit on me, he better not look, nigga