Make Believe OTM (Ft. Young Bull)

[Verse 1: Duffy]
We outside, nigga, who trippin'?
Off the Mussle, they the truth, how they came was different
True pocket breaker, I be runnin' off to square bitches (Viper)
Two guns, two loafies, too greedy, too vicious (Jermain Graves, lay 'em down)
Shit, keep the truth alive, we got one mission
I love the violence, I've been dealin' with a strange addiction
No snitchin', get jiggy, shots rang, who did it?
If she got a cookie jar, I'm finna put my hand in it
Piside dance, hit my two-step when the bag land
If I got up on 'em hangin' with thе opps, I caught him red handed
Play with gang and them, I'm turnin' to a crash dummy
Triеd to introduce him to Shaneyney but he ran from her

[Chorus: Duffy]
These niggas scary, why they speakin' on the team?
As if they ever slid on us, all that shit be make believe
Smoke with me, what we on? I'm tryna roll him in this leaf
Neck dancin', stick pokin', racks bustin' out my jeans
Nigga
Like why these broke scary niggas always speakin' on the team?
Bitch, fuck
As if they ever slid on us, all that shit be make believe, nigga
Smoke with me, what we on? I'm tryna roll him in this leaf, bitch (Nigga)
Shit
Neck dancin', stick pokin', racks bustin' out the jeans