Steve Urkel lyrics

[Intro: Duffy]
(Anthony)
(This a hit, Codax)
sh*t
b*tch-ass n*ggas, long live Drakeo, ayy

[Verse 1: Duffy]
They say our time comin' (They say our time comin')
Play my song, bet your b*tch know the words on it (Bet your b*tch know the words on it)
Walkin' in with my heater, tryna burn somethin' (With my heater, tryna burn somethin')
Ain't heard a peep from the opps, I'm concerned 'bout it (I'm concerned, bruh)
n*gga (n*gga)
Whacked your mans, you ain't heard from him? (You ain't heard from him?)
A good kid, he in heaven, you should learn from him (You should learn from him)
Swear I can't with broke boys, it be the nerve of 'em (Be the nerve of 'em)
I'm from the Stincs, all these rapper n*ggas nerds to us (n*ggas nerds)
All these Steve Urkel n*ggas talkin' like they active (Like they active)
I came with a mini Draco, don't be target practice (Target practice)
Check the calendar, I'm feelin' like today's the day (Today's the day)
I been goin' through some sh*t, b*tch, I need my space (I need my space)
Pull up trippin', n*gga, bet my whole team gon' bust (My team bustin')
n*gga tag me on the Gram, you one of them type, huh? (One of them type, huh?)
Just sh*t-bagged Macho Man, why you act so buff? (Why you actin' buff?)
Now every young n*gga wanna be just like us (Just like us)
Bully-breaker, blew the brains out a Big Bad Wolf (Bully-breaker)
All that n*gga heard was shots, why he mean-mug Bull? (The f*ck?)
Got a whole zip of opps, we just smoked ten 'Woods (Opp pack)
Hit him wit a deep fryer, that boy got cooked (Fry his ass)
All my n*ggas on, we don't condone no rooks (No rookies)
Blowers in the backpack, I don't read no books (No books)
Tell them blogs, "Eat a di*k", we don't need no push (No help)
Walkin' with that sh*t on me, he better not look, n*gga
[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
Dough-getters and some fellas, we hangin' with crooks (Hangin' with crooks)
Make examples out of bullies, I'm packin' a fully (Packin' a fully)
Thinkin' he a hero, is he stupid? He bound to get touched (Bound to get touched)
Jack and Jill came in with the mops, so just hand me the goodies (Just hand me the goodies)
n*gga
I need all da uchies (I need all da uchies)
Spill his ramen noodles (Spill his ramen noodles)
You can never buy what you want, you need your b*tch approval (You need your b*tch approval)
Let her off the loose, I'll do her good, I know you love her (I know you love her)
Don't be hittin' on a b*tch 'cause you see Pesos' phone number ('Cause you see Pesos' phone number)
Sh—, double-deckers, Dumb and Dumber
Whip it out and make 'em pop lock, and drop it at the function (Make it pop lock, and drop it at the function)
The gang always into somethin'
Bop-bop, I'm a chink-bleeder (Bop-bop, I'm a chink-bleeder)
Go and get a bag 'cause if not, you'll never be nothin' ('Cause if not, you'll never be nothin')
These n*ggas envious so watch that backdoor (Watch that backdoor)
If I can't bring the straps, sorry, bro, I can't go (Sorry, bro, I can't go)
Draggin' mops on the floor, where his socks? Where they go? (Where his socks? Where they go?)
They go crazy for the Stincs like a fiend sniffin' dope (Like a fiend sniffin' dope)
I'm a joint, we the truth, let's be real, we all know (Let's be real, we all know)
Stincs run LA, b*tch, we don't do no average Joes (We don't do no average Joe's)
Why you askin' what I'm doin'? Flu flammin' on the road (Flu flammin' on the road)
Think about it, you want problems when you at me in that post? (When you at me in that post?)
Got this chop from Davy Jones, you see the gang, we all glowin' (You see the gang, we all glowin')
Get to hangin' with the opps, then we slappin' up promoters (Then we slappin' up promoters)
Nah, n*gga, we ain't jokin'
Ryu, you Hadouken (Ryu, you Hadouken)
We know the truth, the truth hurts, don't dispute it (Don't dispute it)
[Outro: Blue Pesos]
b*tch, n*gga
We know the truth, the truth hurts, ain't that the truth, b*tch?
Yeah, n*gga, y'all know the truth
Don't dispute it
Long live Drakeo, n*gga
Long live Ketchy
n*ggas know what's goin' on
Yeah, all that