[Intro]
(I get my work from the narco)
[Chorus: Duffy]
It's a lot of opps, but they should know how that shit go
We be outside every day, will they pull up? They probably won't
Niggas politickin' on us, but they don't really want no smoke
Get the dough and disappear, I had to turn into a ghost
Got my chop with me, try it, then I'm finna do the most
Lookin' for his kickin' spot, I'm tryna whack him and his folks
Any time I leave the house, I got the blower in my coat
Chalk zone him, bullet holes left his whole hoodie soaked
[Verse 1: Duffy]
Came in with a fishing pole tryna see his Jordans float
Opps know they got no hope, the Stinc Team got the loaf
This ain't no deal money, bro, wе got all this on our own
Everybody learned from somе, I picked up habits from the G.O.A.T
Flu flammer, I'm a pro, whacked another average Joe
How he do that off the dome, every bar could be a quote
Mei Ling, Sue Yung, what we on? I want 'em both
I'm tryna come and show my thanks for savin' me from goin' broke
[Chorus: Duffy]
It's a lot of opps, but they should know how that shit go
We be outside every day, will they pull up? They probably won't
Niggas politickin' on us, but they don't really want no smoke
Get the dough and disappear, I had to turn into a ghost
Got my chop with me, try it, then I'm finna do the most
Lookin' for his kickin' spot, I'm tryna whack him and his folks
Any time I leave the house, I got the blower in my coat
Chalk zone him, bullet holes left his whole hoodie soaked
(I get my work from the narco)
[Chorus: Duffy]
It's a lot of opps, but they should know how that shit go
We be outside every day, will they pull up? They probably won't
Niggas politickin' on us, but they don't really want no smoke
Get the dough and disappear, I had to turn into a ghost
Got my chop with me, try it, then I'm finna do the most
Lookin' for his kickin' spot, I'm tryna whack him and his folks
Any time I leave the house, I got the blower in my coat
Chalk zone him, bullet holes left his whole hoodie soaked
[Verse 1: Duffy]
Came in with a fishing pole tryna see his Jordans float
Opps know they got no hope, the Stinc Team got the loaf
This ain't no deal money, bro, wе got all this on our own
Everybody learned from somе, I picked up habits from the G.O.A.T
Flu flammer, I'm a pro, whacked another average Joe
How he do that off the dome, every bar could be a quote
Mei Ling, Sue Yung, what we on? I want 'em both
I'm tryna come and show my thanks for savin' me from goin' broke
[Chorus: Duffy]
It's a lot of opps, but they should know how that shit go
We be outside every day, will they pull up? They probably won't
Niggas politickin' on us, but they don't really want no smoke
Get the dough and disappear, I had to turn into a ghost
Got my chop with me, try it, then I'm finna do the most
Lookin' for his kickin' spot, I'm tryna whack him and his folks
Any time I leave the house, I got the blower in my coat
Chalk zone him, bullet holes left his whole hoodie soaked
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