[Intro: Blue Pesos]
You know what the fuck goin' on
Shit ain't nothin' new
(Diego made this one)
Foreigns in the lot, I'm flexin' gold diamonds
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Straight to the point, you either gang or you not
Make it quick, sixty seconds all I got
Diamonds on me, you could see me in the dark
Hood trophies only, Stinc Team don't do dorks
Shit
Straight to the point, you either gang or you not
Hm
Make it quick, sixty seconds all I got
[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
Make your choice, you could dance or you could hand that piece over
Fifteen thousand for the chain, I don't wear that cheap jewelry
I walk in, they approach 'cause they see this big buddha
At the trap, baby straps on the table, couple fullies
Automatics leave a nigga brains all over the dash
Every time I shoot this Draco, it remind me of the past
Bitches love how I sound, they drop jaws when I rap
By now, we all now I look mad, don't even ask me
You ain't gotta slide with us, don't feel pressured
You grown, fool, do your thing, I ain't your daddy
You want runt, make sure you bring your weapon
The demons out, turned his block to Armageddon
Niggas didn't see it comin' like that blind nigga
Better watch your step, we'll blow your chest out your back
Nina Ross a lover, take a soul, that's her pleasure
Her friend been beggin' to slime me up, I might let her, ugh
You know what the fuck goin' on
Shit ain't nothin' new
(Diego made this one)
Foreigns in the lot, I'm flexin' gold diamonds
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Straight to the point, you either gang or you not
Make it quick, sixty seconds all I got
Diamonds on me, you could see me in the dark
Hood trophies only, Stinc Team don't do dorks
Shit
Straight to the point, you either gang or you not
Hm
Make it quick, sixty seconds all I got
[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
Make your choice, you could dance or you could hand that piece over
Fifteen thousand for the chain, I don't wear that cheap jewelry
I walk in, they approach 'cause they see this big buddha
At the trap, baby straps on the table, couple fullies
Automatics leave a nigga brains all over the dash
Every time I shoot this Draco, it remind me of the past
Bitches love how I sound, they drop jaws when I rap
By now, we all now I look mad, don't even ask me
You ain't gotta slide with us, don't feel pressured
You grown, fool, do your thing, I ain't your daddy
You want runt, make sure you bring your weapon
The demons out, turned his block to Armageddon
Niggas didn't see it comin' like that blind nigga
Better watch your step, we'll blow your chest out your back
Nina Ross a lover, take a soul, that's her pleasure
Her friend been beggin' to slime me up, I might let her, ugh
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