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2nd in command - peachy keen lyrics

chorus (2nd):

reteach thee what sleazy means
easily, easily

this what you need to see
i got eyeliner and sapphires
i’m feeling peachy keen

verse 1 (pe$o):

(aye)big metal blunt full of za and its potent
gotta take me a puff then i’m up, boy, i’m focused
kid dropped the lo cuz the place is remote
why they talkin that sh+t on yung peso, don’t pay еm no mind
cuz i’m too busy countin on dough
a+a+and countin on dough, like, don’t even flеx no mo
don’t step no mo, yung peso on his neck fo sho
i done said it fosholy, names in the black book sh+t, not holy
see step one swimmin its all about flowin
like how you got motion, ain’t got flow
you should focus on you and the sh+t that you gotta go prove, stop worrying bout people no mo!
man f+ck that smoke unless you smoke solo dolo we dont need beef no mo
that’s how jit grow
planted the seed, that sh+t might turn into peach, oh look at me
got zaza blunt, it’s fulla green+ this perc got me spatial, i’m feelin like sheen (ah)
plug said he got that zaza for delivery, i hit his phone back like yippie!
i ain’t one with banter, i’m him+ seen a 10 walk in, she peachy keen, ok

chorus (2nd):

before me, she had a nietzche lean
d+cked down once, she peachy keen
reteach thee what sleazy means
easily, easily
keeping a blade if you mean to me
this what you need to see
i got eyeliner and sapphires
i’m feeling peachy keen

verse 2 (2nd & pe$o):

dropping in, 2nd x peso pete
running in this b+tch like an aoe
lipstick, jewelry, k!ll in rango jeans
got a problem with it? you can debate these cleats
you’re irate cuz i rake mo’f+ckers over coals
if you back the wrong horse, you finna lose to the foals
if you don’t got goals, what’s the f+cking point
of making music anyway, taste my soles
i don’t f+ck with these demons

smoke up, when you put a joke up, i’m dreaming
your sh+t is so ass, it borders demeaning
get a second joke, can’t headline at a festival
if i make you a vegetable
i make exes hope that i s+x em+ the men i hold
are from dublin to mexico
might take a trip out to tijuana
opp on my phone, i’m like “bro, what the team on?”
you tryna beat me and squad, bro, dream on
bro, it’s your d+day, pe$o a demon
bro, watch me flex in this b+tch
look at my fit, i got pieces on me, boy, i dress to impress in this b+tch
got a problem, we stepping on sh+t, never less in this b+tch, you know pe$o really bout that sh+t
i be counting up bread like, what do you mean?
my money got fold like a crease on a peach
you f+cking with pe$o? what do you mean?
i’m the king on the chessboard+ take out his team
man, f+ck all the talk+ all of the hating bro, do what you want, live how you be
we young and reckoning, (?) og
watch the pack doin flips, sh+t peachy keen

chorus (2nd):

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