Abnormal lyrics

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[Intro: Blue Pesos]
Yeah, long live Drakeo
n*ggas know what's going on
(Ron-Ron, load it up, Ron-Ron, load it up)


[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
Pippy Long in the coupe, he just hanging out
All these informant-ass n*ggas giving statements out
Where the orange chicken? Backdoor kickin'
I ain't heard about your buddy, what you talking 'bout? (Ron-Ron, do that sh*t)
Get the street sweeps, he geeked up, we left him dumbfounded
Silly rabbit, tricks up my sleeve, come and see 'bout it
I would've hit your b*tch, I got lazy, fell asleep on her
n*ggas think they really in the streets, you just a store runner
Pole tucked, who want the smoke with us? Come and choke on it
We don't got all night, make it quick to keep the car running
Hunnid shots jumpin' out the chops. I'm a bartender
Chipped him quick for that dough, I just Bart choked him

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Always say what you gon' do, n*gga, go for it
I don't know sh*t about no crime, that sound abnormal
Chasing uchies, anything to keep the cash flowing
What these n*ggas talking bout? They tryna decode it
(sh*t, n*gga)
Always say what you gon' do, n*gga, go for it
I don't know sh*t about no crime, that sound abnormal (n*gga)
Chasing uchies, anything to keep the cash flowing
What these n*ggas talking bout? They tryna decode it

[Verse 2: Duffy]
All these n*ggas talk a lot but they don't know nothing
You ain't gang and them or paying us, then we is not going
I'm paranoid clutching blowers, see that whip coming?
Sliding with the devil on my shoulder, I cannot focus
Sticks poking, ain't no thinking, we hardly scheming
Trippin out, I only like to talk with my chop and demons
Flame a n*gga up, swiss cheesed, leave him shots with reasons
Got the drop, now the Stincs in them dark tints creepin'
Why this n*gga even speaking? He is not a factor
Chalk the block off, and go tell an opp it doesn't matter
Drakeo on my ear like, "Take this hundred and go drop it on 'em"
Any n*gga playing both sides, we ain't rocking with him
Pop it all you want, but I'll bodybag a talking n*gga
n*gga, why you got that gun if you not gon' gump?
n*ggas weird, I don't know who tryna plot on us
Go for it, run up on the team, then shots gon' come

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Always say what you gon' do, n*gga go for it
I don't know sh*t about no crime, that sound abnormal
Chasing uchies, anything to keep the cash flowing
What these n*ggas talking 'bout? They tryna decode it
Always say what you gon' do, n*gga go for it
I don't know sh*t about no crime, that sound abnormal
Chasing uchies, anything to keep the cash flowing
What these n*ggas talking 'bout? They tryna decode it
(sh*t, n*gga)
Always say what you gon' do, n*gga, go for it
I don't know sh*t about no crime, that sound abnormal (n*gga)
Chasing uchies, anything to keep the cash flowing
What these n*ggas talking bout? They tryna decode it
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