954 2 305 PE$O PETE (Ft. OmarCameUp)

[Tag 1: PE$O PETE & simflower]
PE$O, are you dumb?

[Tag 2: PE$O PETE, [?], & OmarCameUp]
Yeah, man, talk to 'em (Pew, pew)
Aye, you know you niggas listening to ya boy PE$O PETE, if you ain't fuckin' with this shit, eat my— (Whoa, pipe up, yuh)

[Intro: PE$O PETE & OmarCameUp]
Why it sound like—
Huh? Woah, hey (Yeo)

[Tag 3: PE$O PETE & [?]]
PE$O, what the fu—

[Verse 1: PE$O PETE, OmarCameUp, & Both]
Thirty thousand feet above, travel light to LA (Aye!)
Got a bag for my bag and a bag for my chain, aye (Bag for my chain)
I ain't even got a chain, I just really want a chain
Fuck the bitches, fuck the fame, all that shit is for the lames, yuh
I might creep up on yo' dame, she said "Hey", then gave me brain (Woo!)
Spit this heat, how I maintain, got some problems, can't contain (God damn!)
Might Cobain, do not be surprised if PE$O don't come back
I don't know, I might slit my fuckin' wrist if I don't blow
That's on foe, made some promises to people that I know
Cannot fold, just remember 'bout these days when I go gold
And do shows, same bitch hate me got my dick inside her throat (Aye, yuh)
How it goes, for the clout and all this money they will hold (Word, word, word)