lirik lagu peso peso – skootin up
[intro]
aye
peso, peso, peso
ooh
splash, splash
aye
yeah
[verse 1 : peso peso]
b~tch i’m skootin’ up
i ain’t leavin’ till them n~ggas dead (no!)
that n~gga was talkin’ and i put a bullet in his head
got racks in my pockets, my cars exotic
pop out and smoke a n~gga like biscotti
i’m f~ckin a bad b~tch, but she don’t have sh~t, so i’m leaving her after i f~ck
i’m in the bottom with glocks and chops
i drip in versace, lil’ n~gga, not prada
i blend in with a fn, i’m catching plays like the redskins
i’m in the trap, countin’ up dead men
i’m with walka, we drippin’ in dead in
if i came on, bape needa make a bape mexico headband (aye)
on the block with a glock, while we get it in
you get shot in yo’ top, if you play with quin
and i’m drippin’ and splashin’ up in a benz
and i’m ballin’ harder than (?)
[verse 2 : quin nfn]
(gang, aye)
i hit with no shoes on
got the k in the coupe, for a n~gga that move wrong (aye, grra)
i been grindin’ for too long (gang !)
i’m still bout a jade on the dash in a school zone
they been sleeping in snooze on
i’m in the party sticked up, gettin my groove on (fa~fa)
gettin’ top with a suit on
got no love for a b~tch, i’mma hit it and move on
and i keep the glock on my body, n~gga
got a pretty bad b~tch, look like kylie, n~gga (she on)
i just popped me a bean not a molly, n~gga (gang!)
comet chop, the block like karate, n~gga (i’m on it!)
vvs wet like a f~ckin’ tsunami, n~gga
and i threw 20k on my body, n~gga
4~4 roll a wood of gelati, n~gga
got me movin’ f~cked up like a zombie, n~gga (i’m on it, hold on)
[verse 3 : peso peso]
in the trap house, it’s a lot of guns
with the chopstick, i’ll make a n~gga run
i’m out in austin, i’m smokin’ on some runtz
play with the sauce, i’mma hit a n~gga up
i ride by a ten, i chop up the brick
i just spent 10 racks on a outfit
you talk about that murda, we know you ain’t bout sh~t
i’m trappin’, rollin’, i got too many pounds lit
louis vuitton, i got some much racks, i feel like a don
boss sh~t, they know i’m livin’ large
in a mansion with a 6 car garage
i’m on the block and i’m sippin’ oil
i’m trappin’ everytime i go on tour
if you come at me, i’mma keep dangin’ door
walk in my spot, the choppa’s on the floor
walk in my room, i got bricks in the drawers
i’m trappin’ the top, when i hop in a foreign
(aye)
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