[Intro: PE$O PETE, inoue, & koll]
Ha
No, I ain't sparin' 'em, ha, wait, gang? (inoue!)
That's twin, ha (koll)
[Verse: PE$O PETE]
No, I ain't sparin' 'em, young PE$O airin' 'em, blunt in the air again, [?]
This cheese, not sharin' it, this weed, not sharin' it, no, bitch, this ain't charity, stop with that glarin' shit
I heard yo' last mixtape, brodie, if I dropped that shit, I'd die from embarrassment
Li'l white pill, it's a ten, not a Claritin, brodie swear he on ten, but his [?], he not bearin' it
I know a jit with the grit who put wings on a jit, h-he turn his blood 'to a Seraphim
JDM driver, I'm not a [?], I got that new shit, I'm crankin', I'm crankin', I'm crankin'
I'm crankin', I'm crankin', I'm crankin', I'm crankin', the speakers one-hundred, I'm blarin' it
Don't get yo' swag 'cause you broke, boy, you arrogant, hatin' on me, but with homies he cherry pick
They got that red in his cup, but they flexin' him up, uh, he on his Larry shit
Za got me fucked up, I'm—, dang, HP is low, I might give me a berry [?]
This fire from belt goin'—, dang, fire on my belt finna hit like a lariat
I was fuckin' up [?], young PE$O get perfect, the flow, had to parry it
Young PE$O a god, when I hit, I'm not sparin' him, young PE$O a god, need a Trackhawk chariot
If he want beef, he beneath us, we bury him, brand new tree got PE$O on alien
Ha, SIG in his back, that shit go "Thwack!", huh? Now he Lunarian
Fire on his back, I said, "Brodie Lunarian", wings on his back, I said, "Brodie Lunarian"
I'm the king on the map, but not—, PE$O not— ha, feelin' the blight, li'l boy (Get it?)
This ain't no vape, this dank, li'l boy, in the trench, no gang, just shank, li'l boy
I got one on my hip and that's all that he get, ha, walkin' like Shanks, li'l boy
Need a big body, pull up in tank, li'l boy, you get one-shot, li'l bitch, you can't take those, boy
I know the bros and I know the go's, you don't even got what it takes, li'l boy
Man, look at how you move shit quaint, li'l boy, now look at young PE$O, he—, dang, dang
Ha, wait, young PE$O a shark in the tank, li'l boy
I got nine in the clip like Falinks, li'l boy, if not, pull the blick, get filleted, li'l boy
Blow zaza, then grab Chick-fil-a, li'l boy, what I do in my god damn day, li'l boy
Ha
No, I ain't sparin' 'em, ha, wait, gang? (inoue!)
That's twin, ha (koll)
[Verse: PE$O PETE]
No, I ain't sparin' 'em, young PE$O airin' 'em, blunt in the air again, [?]
This cheese, not sharin' it, this weed, not sharin' it, no, bitch, this ain't charity, stop with that glarin' shit
I heard yo' last mixtape, brodie, if I dropped that shit, I'd die from embarrassment
Li'l white pill, it's a ten, not a Claritin, brodie swear he on ten, but his [?], he not bearin' it
I know a jit with the grit who put wings on a jit, h-he turn his blood 'to a Seraphim
JDM driver, I'm not a [?], I got that new shit, I'm crankin', I'm crankin', I'm crankin'
I'm crankin', I'm crankin', I'm crankin', I'm crankin', the speakers one-hundred, I'm blarin' it
Don't get yo' swag 'cause you broke, boy, you arrogant, hatin' on me, but with homies he cherry pick
They got that red in his cup, but they flexin' him up, uh, he on his Larry shit
Za got me fucked up, I'm—, dang, HP is low, I might give me a berry [?]
This fire from belt goin'—, dang, fire on my belt finna hit like a lariat
I was fuckin' up [?], young PE$O get perfect, the flow, had to parry it
Young PE$O a god, when I hit, I'm not sparin' him, young PE$O a god, need a Trackhawk chariot
If he want beef, he beneath us, we bury him, brand new tree got PE$O on alien
Ha, SIG in his back, that shit go "Thwack!", huh? Now he Lunarian
Fire on his back, I said, "Brodie Lunarian", wings on his back, I said, "Brodie Lunarian"
I'm the king on the map, but not—, PE$O not— ha, feelin' the blight, li'l boy (Get it?)
This ain't no vape, this dank, li'l boy, in the trench, no gang, just shank, li'l boy
I got one on my hip and that's all that he get, ha, walkin' like Shanks, li'l boy
Need a big body, pull up in tank, li'l boy, you get one-shot, li'l bitch, you can't take those, boy
I know the bros and I know the go's, you don't even got what it takes, li'l boy
Man, look at how you move shit quaint, li'l boy, now look at young PE$O, he—, dang, dang
Ha, wait, young PE$O a shark in the tank, li'l boy
I got nine in the clip like Falinks, li'l boy, if not, pull the blick, get filleted, li'l boy
Blow zaza, then grab Chick-fil-a, li'l boy, what I do in my god damn day, li'l boy
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