Make Me lyrics

[Intro: Duffy]
b*tch
Yeah, you know what's goin' on
Long live Drakeo (Thank You Fizzle)
OTM, [?] (Smoov, what's good, baby?)

[Verse 1: Duffy]
I know you heard about us, OTM
Them n*ggas icy, I don't see nobody fly as them
Who is them? n*ggas bums, n*gga, them your friends?
Flip a n*gga, turn his block to a jungle gym
Blitz, hit stick, sub him out, he got broken bones
He need mark busters, snitch sh*t won't be condoned
Hot in Hell's Kitchen, demon time and it get kind of cold
Chalk zone, they all asked the neighbors but nobody knows
I like the effort, bro, but better luck next time
My heart f*cked over, but my neck lookin' just fine
No competition, I ain't beefin' with no small fry
Bully breaker on me, come and holler at me, big guy

[Chorus: Duffy & DaBoii]
I know you see the VVSs hangin'
These broke hatin' n*ggas never seem to amaze me
Too greedy for the oochies, all the n*ggas with me janky
I'll pull up on that n*gga with shaneyney if he make me
sh*t, b*tch
These broke hatin'-ass n*ggas never seem to amaze me, n*gga
I'll pull up on that n*gga with shaneyney if he make me, n*gga (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: DaBoii]
I'll pull up on that n*gga with shaneyney
Can't let a n*gga take me
Big bullets out the Drac', can you
b*tch, back, back, give me space, I need eight feet
Geez, n*ggas always talkin' like they rizz, got eight Gs
I heard you be f*ckin' on them hoes, they need eighteen
I just sold a four for the high, it was fake lean
Dumb n*gga slipped, turn our block in some [?] beans
Me and my b*tch got a twin, hit 'em both, now she hate me
I done ran up a hundred somethin' blues in these great jeans
Told her I be talkin' to myself, I might say things
Let an opp speak up on DaBoii up on SayCheese
Put that one flash on the Glock, make him say "cheese"
b*tch told me put my head down, is you crazy?
She looked back at a n*gga, she like "maybe"
I had to show that b*tch to the door, b*tch, you [?]
Gang with my OTM n*ggas and the Plug, they no Mei Ling, n*gga

[Chorus: Duffy]
I know you see the VVSs hangin'
These broke hatin' n*ggas never seem to amaze me
Too greedy for the oochies, all the n*ggas with me janky
I'll pull up on that n*gga with shaneyney if he make me
sh*t, b*tch
These broke hatin'-ass n*ggas never seem to amaze me, n*gga
I'll pull up on that n*gga with shaneyney if he make me, n*gga
[Verse 3: Blue Pesos]
Called [?], we need chalk, we on his block, yellow tape it
I see it's police by us, bro, what the f*ck, who [?]?
Gang deep with F&Ns when I'm out, I'm too famous
That lil' rope don't compare to these diamonds, that's stainless
The audacity of n*ggas, real fashion, I'm the menace
If he rich, then he trippin', bet this E-cig flip him
Pippy Longstockin', gettin' flirtations, blowin' kisses
Here's a hundiddy for him, he should've kept me out his mentions
Tough talk for Twitter, n*gga, be aware, we bought street sweepers
n*gga think it's sweet, do him ice cold, big [?]
We make thug n*ggas cry and strip the n*ggas that do the strippin'
Grab that mop sticks real quick, the mud is spillin'
Mei Ling bickerin' and sh*t, I bop my mistress
Foreigns coupes and diamonds, they like, "P materialistic"
Leavin' all them shells, these lethal for Master Splinter
Too greedy stick, got it tatted, you see the whiskers?

[Chorus: Duffy]
I know you see the VVSs hangin'
These broke hatin' n*ggas never seem to amaze me
Too greedy for the oochies, all the n*ggas with me janky
I'll pull up on that n*gga with shaneyney if he make me
sh*t, b*tch
These broke hatin'-ass n*ggas never seem to amaze me, n*gga
I'll pull up on that n*gga with shaneyney if he make me, n*gga