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fast 10 - peso peso lyrics

[intro: fenix flexin]
aye, fenix flexin, i’m with peso (d*d*d*d on the mix)
any n*gga play with us it’s a case closed
what the f*ck astro?
choppas we gon’ bang those
aye, aye, aye
b*tch, ouu ouu

[verse 1: fenix flexin]
b*tch listen (listen), i could show you how to get it (how to get it)
you ain’t tryna sell no p*ssy, i ain’t with it (i ain’t with it)
aye, fenix flexin playing with a k (with a k)
told that b*tch to bring that bag, i need it andele (andele)
n*gga d*mn i need some drank, got it on the way (ouu)
f*ck what n*ggas talking ’bout, told him come to play (b*tch)
we ain’t finna fight, we finna shoot it out (boom)
yeah, i got a p90 chilling in the couch (ahh)
you ain’t run no bands up, you just run your mouth (just run your mouth)
you ain’t really in these streets, boy you in the house (in the house)
you don’t really want no beef, you just want the clout (for real)
ask around, wе them n*ggas that they talk about (shhh)
aye, big bands, got еm’ on me n*gga (got em’ on me n*gga)
we the ones who shot your homie n*gga (boom!)
i put a drum up on the choppa, call that band practice (call that band practice)
all that dissing on the ‘gram got your man blasted (ahh)
[chorus: peso peso]
two fn’s in the maybach benz (skrt)
my youngins finna hop out your bushes the mac 10’s (bah bah)
i’m in your city with them packs, lil n*gga better tap in (better tap in)
it only take one play for me to make a fast ten (ayye)
how many cars do i got? n*gga too many (n*gga too many)
how many broads do i got? n*gga too many (n*gga too many)
i’m debating if a wanna drive the lamb’ or the new bentley (skrt)
it don’t matter where i’m at, best believe, i got that tool with me (blah)

[verse 2: peso peso]
i got balenciaga dripping on my feet
i’m in the lamborghini urus, got a stick up in my reach
a n*gga reaching for my chain, put a n*gga on a tee
these n*ggas lying in they raps, they ain’t living what they speak
i’m in the hood right now, i got two ar’s
i got drops on the opps, yeah, they on my radar
and n*ggas acting real tough, yeah, they like to play hard
i’m getting money in the streets, n*gga, f*ck a day job
yeah, i’m with my brother fenix and i’m with my f*cking demons
i went from standing on the block, now, i’m filling up arenas
and we know that you finna tell if they serve you a subpoena
the police made him turn from a rapper to a singer
from a gram, to a p, to a p, to 100 of em’
a n*gga getting outta line, f*ck on, put a duffle on him
it don’t matter where we see a opp n*gga, we gon’ run up on him
i’ll walk a n*gga down right when i put my gun up on him (bah bah)
[chorus: peso peso]
two fn’s in the maybach benz (skrt)
my youngins finna hop out your bushes the mac 10’s (bah bah)
i’m in your city with them packs, lil n*gga better tap in (better tap in)
it only take one play for me to make a fast ten (ayye)
how many cars do i got? n*gga too many (n*gga too many)
how many broads do i got? n*gga too many (n*gga too many)
i’m debating if a wanna drive the lamb’ or the new bentley (skrt)
it don’t matter where i’m at, best believe, i got that tool with me (blah)

- peso peso lyrics

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