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dont come out the house remix - pe$o pete lyrics

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[intro: pe$o pete]
yeah
yeah*yeah
heh, look
okay, why it sound like*
yeah

[verse 1: pe$o pete]
i was in a drop top coupé in the summertime
drippin’ on extraordinary levels, i might gunna time
b*tch, i saw you tweetin’ in the a.m. ’bout the rise and grind
shoot ’em while the sun up, made the chopper tell ’em, “rise and shine”

[verse 2: pe$o pete]
never gave a f*ck ’bout the enemy
homie, twenty*one shots finna’ make you leak
homie, rappers said they reach, but they can’t a cop a lеase
homie, rappers wanna’ hatе, but they don’t want the beat
homie, b*tches wanna’ hate, but i’mma let it be
homie, i feel like young pe$o; who i’m meant to be
homie, never write a freestyle, spittin’ mentally
homie, b*tches said they love me and they meant to be, sorry

[verse 3: pe$o pete]
grabba by the whole leaf, yeah, you know me
my d*ck had a pole beam, got her hole weak
she said, “pe$o know me”
b*tch, i’m sorry, i was faded when you f*cked me
she still wanna’ touch me
never catch me slippin’, i got gore*tex on the north face
never catch me trippin’, i go too hard for the foreplay
finna’ f*ck the world up, feel like zxltrxn in his old days
b*tches say they miss me, i can’t go back to my old ways
[watermark 1: pe$o pete & emily]
f*ck pe$o

[verse 4: louverture]
if you wanna’ survive this encounter, better obey
think that you a bull? i make you see red, n*gga, ¡olé!
yo’ b*tch really love me, brought that ass back like it’s o, aye
these rappers be talkin’, these rappers be b*tchin’, i gotta’ go k!ll ’em like*, oh, wait
oh, wait, benefits and souls, aye, that’s what i reap
aye, flames and disasters in me, no ylisse
aye, that muay thai, all you do is see defeat
i’m a b*st*rd and my flow is dirty, odb
aye, yuh, sonnin’ on these n*ggas, stuntin’ on they team
f*ck it, yeah, sonnin’ on these b*tches, shinin’, i’m too clean
okay, yuh, talkin’ down on me? i pull up with the fleet
okay, yuh, i might call up dax and send the figurine

[verse 5: louverture]
‘member i was nothing, ‘member i was wack
now i’m gettin’ money, now i’m gettin’ racks
[?] on these n*ggas ’cause these n*ggas rats
i was on offense and now i go attack
i came up from nothin’ and that’s facts, n*gga
have no dinner or no only snacks, n*gga
while i’m workin’ back*to*back*to*back, n*gga
[?] stack up [?] relax, n*gga
[producer tag 1: metro boomin & future]
if yung metro don’t trust you, i’m gon’ shoot you

[producer tag 2: tay keith & lil juice]
tay keith, f*ck these n*ggas up!

[watermark 2: pe$o pete & [?]]
who the f*ck is pe$o pe*

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