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where you been at - peso peso lyrics

[intro]
g major got beats
yeah, peso peso, hardest ese eva
hardest mexican, breathing
you know, yeah?

[chorus]
they like, “peso, where you been at”
i been getting money, lil n*gga, where you been at?
yeah, play with the sauce and get kidnapped
yeen tryna shoot up in the club, give me my bl!ck back
they like, “peso, where you been at”
i been getting money, lil n*gga, where you been at?
yeah, play with the sauce and get kidnapped
yeen tryna shoot up in the club, give me my bl!ck back

[verse 1]
don’t p*ss me off ’cause i’ll strangle a n*gga
i see a demon everytime i look at my face in the mirror
i ran that money up and now they wanna hate on a n*gga
and you’ll get kicked up out my car if you don’t bang for a n*gga
but if i ain’t have no ride would you walk with me?
i got two hundred thousand on me
n*gga, off, it don’t matter where i go, best believe i got that spork on me
and i’m a gangster, so you need to look me eye to eye everytime you talk to me (yeah, peso)
i’m on some, more sh*t
i’m on some, find out where he stay and kick his door sh*t
he probably got the biggest gun, but he won’t blow sh*t
told my brother, “shoot me in the face if i’m on some hoe sh*t” (peso)
[chorus]
they like, “peso, where you been at”
i been getting money, lil n*gga, where you been at?
yeah, play with the sauce and get kidnapped
yeen tryna shoot up in the club, give me my bl!ck back
they like, “peso, where you been at”
i been getting money, lil n*gga, where you been at?
yeah, play with the sauce and get kidnapped
yeen tryna shoot up in the club, give me my bl!ck back

[verse 2]
yeah, aye
i got these hoes waiting
he say he wanna rob me, so i sent that boy my location
hit my runner now like, ” i need my money now”, i ain’t got no patience
he always be running off with your money, sh*t, i guess you be donating
yeah, i’m serving fiends like a food truck
this b*tch acting like a f*g, she done f*cked my whole mood up
[?], naw i be feeling good everytime i pour that juice up
i tell the police, “why you taking me to jail, i ain’t do nun?”
i can bust down a brick and i know how to cook up
all them bullets that i dodged, i thank god when i look up
me and my n*ggas walk up in the building and we got ’em shook up
dropped my b*tch off at the airport with the bands told her, “good luck”

- peso peso lyrics

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