Give us Flowers OTM

[Intro: Duffy]
Bitch, you know the truth
(Ayy, go 'head, IIInfinte)
Nigga

[Chorus: Duffy]
I ain't finna argue with a nigga
Blower on my lap, I'm finna whack somethin' with it
Rookies of the year, ain't got no time for beginners
Free throw, get a nigga head knocked off, who trippin'?
Ugh, I'm sick, I'm an ice cold nigga
I don't wait around, bitch, I get up and go get it
Off the Mussle for the win, bro, I know we told niggas
Hit him with the K, that's just the cold demon in me

[Verse 1: Duffy]
Shit, can't no nigga tell me nothin', I be steppin'
Niggas sound like police, I ain't answerin' no questions
All fly shit on me, we got all exotic weapons
It's just me and Pippy Longstocking, it's my bestie
Drown a nigga, make him go find Dory
Baby Stincmеaners, bouncin' out, true story
Niggas ain't on nothin', bro, this rap shit borin'
Ten sticks in thе booth, I mud walk when I'm recordin'
Bitch, niggas pick and choosey, niggas cowards
Wait, what that old nigga say? It doesn't matter
Takin' niggas' hoes, niggas' faces lookin' sour
Thank us later, bro, don't wait 'til it's too late to give us flowers, nigga
We know the truth, don't we?
Niggas movin' funny and they swear we ain't gon' notice
Close that backdoor 'cause ain't no nigga gettin' up on us (Ayy, go 'head, IIInfinite)
The truth hurts, long live Mr. Mosely, nigga