
FLARE BLITZ PE$O PETE (Ft. Ham Sandwich (USA) & Redster)
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[Intro: PE$O PETE, redster!, oddwin, & bzargoodboy]
Okay!
Huh?! (Bitch!)
Aye, huh? (Aye, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah)
Ayo, oddwin!
Yes, sir!
Yeah! (Stupid, ugh)
[Verse 1: PE$O PETE]
Creepin' down his block with that "Graow!", fuckin' his life up
I'm smoking gas, you can tell when I light up
You rolling reggie, you just got a light buzz
Yo' bitch is missing like when I say, "Knife up"
He talking shit, then we jump him like fight club
Smoking a blizzy while I'm pouring white rum
My chopper horny, it just wanna pipe some'
Ground up some runtz and I'm stuffing a RAW
Tats on my hand, feel like Trafalgar Law
Fucking my bitch, boy, I'm fucking her raw
I live exactly how I'm in my songs (Aye! Bitch)
That boy want free clout, he just a scavenger
Beat up her box, I throw hands like Soul Caliber
Laugh to the bank, I'm a big money gatherer
Smoking on fronto with Kezzy in passenger
PE$O and Kezzy, boy, that shit a massacre
Roadrunning pack like young PE$O a traveler
Look at my right wrist, Graveler
Counting blue hundreds like Arthur, Excalibur
Chop' got a long nose, Excalibur
Rollin' up purple, she thought it was lavender
I'm at the top and I don't see no challengers
Okay!
Huh?! (Bitch!)
Aye, huh? (Aye, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah)
Ayo, oddwin!
Yes, sir!
Yeah! (Stupid, ugh)
[Verse 1: PE$O PETE]
Creepin' down his block with that "Graow!", fuckin' his life up
I'm smoking gas, you can tell when I light up
You rolling reggie, you just got a light buzz
Yo' bitch is missing like when I say, "Knife up"
He talking shit, then we jump him like fight club
Smoking a blizzy while I'm pouring white rum
My chopper horny, it just wanna pipe some'
Ground up some runtz and I'm stuffing a RAW
Tats on my hand, feel like Trafalgar Law
Fucking my bitch, boy, I'm fucking her raw
I live exactly how I'm in my songs (Aye! Bitch)
That boy want free clout, he just a scavenger
Beat up her box, I throw hands like Soul Caliber
Laugh to the bank, I'm a big money gatherer
Smoking on fronto with Kezzy in passenger
PE$O and Kezzy, boy, that shit a massacre
Roadrunning pack like young PE$O a traveler
Look at my right wrist, Graveler
Counting blue hundreds like Arthur, Excalibur
Chop' got a long nose, Excalibur
Rollin' up purple, she thought it was lavender
I'm at the top and I don't see no challengers
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