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duffy (otm) - like it or not lyrics

[intro: duffy]
like it or not, n+gga
alright

[chorus: duffy]
if you run into your opps, we gon’ get crackin’ or not?
in traffic with blocks, i know these n+ggas all want my spot
like it or not, the only thing inside is the top
i got the gang with me, b+tch, we move like the mob
if you run into your opps, we gon’ get crackin’ or not?
they want us to flop, these n+ggas cappin’, tell ’em to stop
n+ggas broke, down bad, they better go get a job
pints and pounds in the trap, it’s time to open up shop

[verse 1: duffy]
i’ve been stackin’ up bucks, i’m rackin’ ’em up
a lot of n+ggas mad at us ’cause we passin’ ’em up
heaven sent some young n+ggas, we’ve been carryin’ guns
a foe boy run into us, hе gon’ be sh+t out of luck
we just chalk zoned him and thеy knew it was us
he seen the benz and the beamer double parked in the front
really got it off the mussle, we been this since the jump
i let the beef cook and we gon’ eat it for lunch
it ain’t no pump fakin’, is you comin’ or stayin’?
new day, new paper, i ain’t never been patient
all and out, sh+t, we do this on a regular basis
celebrities up in the city and we ain’t even famous
get up and get a bag, it ain’t gon’ land in your lap
i know you heard ’bout otm, b+tch, we put that on the map
what’s up in my backpack? this a new mac+11
if i make him k!ll his self, then that’s gon’ be even better
i don’t really want the b+tch unless she bad and she bougie
ice cube, pull up in a n+gga hood and shoot a movie
it’s friday, we do it my way or kick rocks
i’m nervous a lot, don’t make me let this nine mill’ pop
[chorus: duffy]
if you run into your opps, we gon’ get crackin’ or not?
in traffic with blocks, i know these n+ggas all want my spot
like it or not, the only thing inside is the top
i got the gang with me, b+tch, we move like the mob
if you run into your opps, we gon’ get crackin’ or not?
they want us to flop, these n+ggas cappin’, tell ’em to stop
n+ggas broke, down bad, they better go get a job
pints and pounds in the trap, it’s time to open up shop

[verse 2: blue pesos]
if you see your opp, is you crackin’ or what?
before the rap, before the fame, we was carryin’ guns
7.62 sh+lls if he thinkin’ he suge
mob ties with them guys, i could walk through the hood
b+tch, you know i’m good, i’m talkin’ good as it gets
they tryna lock me up for firearms through carryin’ sticks
it’s a bad day, foreigns parked in the front
we gon’ see who shoot faster, dare i’m the clutch
you keep on actin’ like a b+tch, ain’t comin’ with us
this sh+t too easy, i could say what i want
i told ’em, “don’t speak if you ain’t ran up a dub”
if i spot an opp, we gon’ tear up the club
just keep on runnin’ to the bathroom, like lay off on the drugs
my first day out on bail, i still bought a gun
the judge b+tchin’, she like, “p, you never learn”
i ain’t never been a b+tch and i could put that on the guys, on the guys
batmobiles when we slide
n+gga take one of mines, it’s two eyes for an eye
i see why n+ggas mad, i guess we hoggin’ all the shine
p+ssed the homie off, f+ck around and chip a child
[chorus: duffy]
if you run into your opps, we gon’ get crackin’ or not?
in traffic with blocks, i know these n+ggas all want my spot
like it or not, the only thing inside is the top
i got the gang with me, b+tch, we move like the mob
if you run into your opps, we gon’ get crackin’ or not?
they want us to flop, these n+ggas cappin’, tell ’em to stop
n+ggas broke, down bad, they better go get a job
pints and pounds in the trap, it’s time to open up shop

[outro: duffy]
n+gga
like it or not, n+gga
crackin’ or—
gang with me, b+tch, we move like the mob, ayy
yeah
in my bag, n+gga

- duffy otm lyrics

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