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february 2* - pe$o pete lyrics

[producer tag: khroam & [?]]
i f*ck with this beat, b*tch, i got it from khroam

[watermark 1: cacheclique & [?]]
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[verse 1: pe$o pete, , & ]
uh, i felt like kidd, you gon’ see what this metal do
plug out in cali to share me some devil fruit
da ba dee da ba di, b*tch, my pocket got h*lla’ blue
sippin’ on dirty, you know i got h*lla’ goop
this sh*t ain’t mid’, but it’s mid’ what i’m sellin’ you
uh, plug on my snapchat, he sellin’ me yoda
i feel like omar, i’m stackin’ my quota
nine eighty*nine in my drum, oda
fanta too muddy, she thought it was cola
he tryna’ beef with my squad and it’s over
i’m hittin’ ollies, boy, i’m feelin’ radical
team on my back, boy, this fleet need a admiral
sword hit his body, i’m cuttin’ him lateral
i’m with the b*tch that you thought was unbaggable
little bro’ weird, but he still shootin’
glock make him dance dance revolution
weed and the grabba hit the future fusion
so that means in about three turns, i’m fumin’
internet simpin’, boy, what is you doin’?
i’m with my real life b*tch spoonin’
i’m smokin’ indica, boy, it’s bedtime
whip in the water, i cut it like red line
get it, bro’? ’cause it’s right through the grand line
that b*tch ain’t bad, she built like ganondorf
cut the whole beat, what is you jammin’ for?
see the scope lens? that means i’m landin’ more
i hit the plug and he serve me like patient
you hit the plug and you outside waitin’
“bro’, where’s my weed?”, “i’m sorry, bro’, he’s really bad with time management”
and i hit the beat and i muhf*ckin’ damage it
i don’t know how to play terry, it’s one combo’, i’m spammin’ it
yo’ sh*t real wack, yo’ fans fake jammin’ it
she on me like she study, she crammin’ it
say you don’t like it, but yo’ b*tch a fan of this
real fiend sh*t, ‘fore i sleep, give the xan’ a kiss
whippin’ the pot ’til my arm gone, anakin
pourin’ with gel and i’m sippin’ contaminant
that b*tch ain’t ghetto, she just wit’ a hood rat
i feel like caesar, i’m off of that good gas
big ass stick like i walk wit’ a broom
trafalgar law, uh, room
[beat switch]

[watermark 2: ouhboy]
*whistling*

[intro: pe$o pete]
yeah*eah
yeah*eah*eah*eah*eah*yeah*eah*eah*eah*eah
oh*ooh*oh, what was it?

[watermark 2: ouhboy]
*whistling*

[verse 2: pe$o pete & ]
you must’ve think that i lost my mind
only ever thing i love is money, i ain’t never lose time
it’s the only thing i have le*e*eft, yeah
different kind of hundreds on my dri*i*ip, yeah
they not happy wit’ me, i might [?], yeah

[chorus: pe$o pete & ]
tell ’em the melody; that sh*t the hardest part
they have problem with young pe$o, that’s the reason we apart
you have problem with young pe$o? walk the ship, you depart
leave his body up in parts, i was—
big leather fit, i just lit me up a backwood
people [?] my b*tch, i’mma f*ckin’ break her back good
back in time, i’m baggin’, know young pe$o stackin’ [?] goods
pe$o do not ask, young pe$o hit my f*ckin’ pack good
i just be smokin’ on runtz
i do not give me no f*cks
i will roll me one up
don’t give a f*ck ’bout no sl*t
i do not care ’bout that hatin’, i don’t care about all that sh*t that you on
i need my money and i said, “f*ck waitin’, i just need the bag in advance”
man, it’s takin’ [?], different plan
i was out in france to j*pan
they had problems hatin’ on my mans
shot, “bam!”
shout*out to the [?], i swear i’m goin’ ham
different kind of hunnids on me, i’m just countin’, d*mn’
runnin’ up on pe$o? i might have to pull the [?]
tell ’em the melody; that sh*t the hardest part
they have problem with young pe$o, that’s the reason we apart
you have problem with young pe$o? walk the ship, you depart
leave his body up in parts, i was—
big leather fit, i just lit me up a backwood
people [?] my b*tch, i’mma f*ckin’ break her back good
back in time, i’m baggin’, know young pe$o stackin’ [?] goods
pe$o do not ask, young pe$o hit my f*ckin’ pack good
i just be smokin’ on runtz
i do not give me no f*cks
i will roll me one up
don’t give a f*ck ’bout no sl*t
i do not care ’bout that hatin’, i don’t care about all that sh*t that you on
i need my money and i said, “f*ck waitin’, i just need the bag in advance”
man, it’s takin’ [?], different plan
i was out in france to j*pan
they had problems hatin’ on my mans
shot, “bam!”
shout*out to the [?], i swear i’m goin’ ham
different kind of hunnids on me, i’m just countin’, d*mn’
runnin’ up on pe$o? i might have to pull the [?]
[watermark 2: ouhboy]
*whistling*

[watermark 2: ouhboy]
*whistling*

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