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[Intro: Blue Pesos]
Nina Ross just fucked a nigga over, no consent
I just stepped in, the lights off, I'm shinin' in this bitch
Neck froze, [?] just caught the peoples' elbow
Jackie Chan kicks and front flips like [?]
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Excuse me, don't mind the pile here, we gon' clean that
"P, all I wanted was a flic, why you up strap?"
I keep it on my hip, a ten-piece in a Bape bag
You signed your life away for 50K and it ain't last
Shit, niggas lunatics
We keep K's in the back like who you foolin' with?
Shit, niggas new to this
He keep walkin', we gon' blow his face to smithereens
[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
He just a cannabis smoker, he don't want no smoke with us
I think that's all she wrotе for him, I guess his mama raised a quitter
I just sеnt some shots at his TV while he was chillin'
Evil thoughts in the booth about killin' I started grantin'
I'm a flu flam specialist, two handed cannon out here
Wanna do the kissy-kissy? Good, I wanna break on her
Shooters through and pole [?], you might get a bonus with it
Hundiddy after hundiddy, fuck how you feelin'
Nina Ross just fucked a nigga over, no consent
I just stepped in, the lights off, I'm shinin' in this bitch
Neck froze, [?] just caught the peoples' elbow
Jackie Chan kicks and front flips like [?]
[Chorus: Blue Pesos]
Excuse me, don't mind the pile here, we gon' clean that
"P, all I wanted was a flic, why you up strap?"
I keep it on my hip, a ten-piece in a Bape bag
You signed your life away for 50K and it ain't last
Shit, niggas lunatics
We keep K's in the back like who you foolin' with?
Shit, niggas new to this
He keep walkin', we gon' blow his face to smithereens
[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]
He just a cannabis smoker, he don't want no smoke with us
I think that's all she wrotе for him, I guess his mama raised a quitter
I just sеnt some shots at his TV while he was chillin'
Evil thoughts in the booth about killin' I started grantin'
I'm a flu flam specialist, two handed cannon out here
Wanna do the kissy-kissy? Good, I wanna break on her
Shooters through and pole [?], you might get a bonus with it
Hundiddy after hundiddy, fuck how you feelin'
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