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The Truth Hurts

The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in Faygos
We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed
We was really outside with FN's and Draco's
Bitch niggas never even drove by to say hello
The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in Faygos
We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed
We was really outside with FN's and Draco's
Bitch niggas never even drove by to say hello

We was beefing, why niggas wasn't outside with the K's blowin'?
You couldn't miss us on Melrose ten foreigns with chains on
Ain't got enough money to be hiding, we gon' find the grave for you
Since niggas are real united, y'all gon' die in that same morgue
You throw that wack jumper up it's gon' get blocked on the backboard
Just remember when we at yo' momma house, you asked for it
Anybody can get smacked nigga, as long as I got the cash for it
[?], ruling, and killin' every outsider
A lot of niggas actin' like bitches, Mr. down fire
Niggas must've really been mad at the fact that our crowds was louder
Drakeo stood on ten toes with a smile, against a thousand fires
Every day we sticked up, didn't think you would go out with a knife
Counted for three years, everybody knew about our indictment
Came home smilin' with your raps in your hand, that shit was priceless
Niggas askin' no questions, bentleys at home, drakeo was slidin'
All a nigga ever cared about was money and diamonds (The Plug)

The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in Faygos
We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed
We was really outside with FN's and Draco's
Bitch niggas never even drove by to say hello
The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in Faygos
We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed
We was really outside with FN's and Draco's
Bitch niggas never even drove by to say hello

The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in Faygos
We even showed you how to flu flame, and break hoes
How niggas don't like us, you don't wanna look like us, wear the same clothes
Givenchy sweatsuit in the foreign, with chains on
Ten chains on my neck hurt, that's a famous slogan
She even pulled up on me broke, I got to go, had to fake corona
My shooter armed and handy, he don't need to sniff baking soda
Niggas be in they feelings 'cause the stinc team taking over
Shooters gon' pull out and get face lift and walk away cordial
Had a street sweeper clean the beef up and drive away normal
All these niggas actin' like bitches, I'm finna extort 'em
Drakeo was the truth, that's a fact, you can't ignore it

The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in Faygos
We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed
We was really outside with FN's and Draco's
Bitch niggas never even drove by to say hello
The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in Faygos
We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed
We was really outside with FN's and Draco's
Bitch niggas never even drove by to say hello