Sick of Us lyrics

[Intro: Duffy]
b*tch
Long live Drakeo (Forenax, f*ck it up)

[Verse 1: Duffy]
n*gga, who want problems with us?
Ain't no typin', once we see him, we gon' holler at him
Hit his sister, then I sent her, now it's back to business
How you broke and talkin' crazy? Bro, I can't with n*ggas
[?] ballin' with us, bro, we way up out your price range
Pippy Longstocking finna flip a n*gga sideways
b*tch, where the money? I ain't with the playin' mind games
Broke n*gga, ain't you ever heard? n*gga, crime pays

[Chorus: Duffy]
Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I know they sick of us
For every hatin' n*gga watchin', n*gga, add us up
I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough
If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, n*gga
b*tch
Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I bet they sick of us
n*gga
For every hatin' n*gga watchin', n*gga, add us up
b*tch
I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough, n*gga
f*ck
If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, n*gga
[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
Why you always say my name? You want problems, huh?
I hear the Johnny sirens near, it's time to go
Rap money, flu flammin' and breakin' hoes
I got blood on my Chiefin', time to change clothes
Every day, I guarantee I throw that sh*t on
Sticks and poles, I bled Kim Juan for it
Rippin' and runnin' so we gon' keep dumpin'
sh*t bag no longer, he fell face forward
Strip, n*gga, come and get him, call Rae Sremmurd
Maybe if you get like P, she might listen to you
You tryna slap the b*tch up 'cause she play my music?
Your best bet when you see me is to play stupid
Sidetalkin', all these n*ggas yappin', they ain't broke nothin'
I just chipped a pump faker, sped off, now the juice spillin'
Bully breaker, think about it, I'm a super villain
Breadwinners, uchie getters, yeah, the cool n*ggas

[Chorus: Duffy]
Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I know they sick of us
For every hatin' n*gga watchin', n*gga, add us up
I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough
If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, n*gga
b*tch
Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I bet they sick of us
n*gga
For every hatin' n*gga watchin', n*gga, add us up
b*tch
I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough, n*gga
f*ck
If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, n*gga
[Verse 3: Good Finesse]
I'll take this n*gga b*tch and have her jaws lockin'
All this chicken on my neck got her jaws droppin'
All my n*ggas got a bag and you panhandlin'
I'll bust a n*gga down like a cheap watch
I'll make the song hard, make the beat hot
And I got that drip on, b*tch, this ain't Reebok
Sent the b*tch bleedin' her toes 'til her feet stop
I ain't sippin' none of these n*ggas' juice, that sh*t re-rock
I've been gettin' bands since a n*gga was just a knee high
n*ggas always lyin' to they b*tch but now I see why
n*ggas out here singin' to that pus*y like they T Fly
The Stincs run LA and all them other n*ggas broke as f*ck, ayy

[Chorus]
Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I know they sick of us
For every hatin' n*gga watchin', n*gga, add us up
I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough
If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, n*gga
b*tch
Yeah, the Stincs run LA, I bet they sick of us
n*gga
For every hatin' n*gga watchin', n*gga, add us up
b*tch
I got some dough but I'm too greedy, this is not enough, n*gga
f*ck
If ain't no uchies for me, don't even hit me up, n*gga