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monewaypeso - exotic glock lyrics

[intro]
you know it’s peso out there
i ain’t even got to say too much, what up?

[chorus]
i camp onside of cribs, and jump out where they shoot dice at (come here)
you can talk that gangster sh+t i bet they won’t pull through these projects (uh, uh)
talked about me, don’t sh+t get a pass
if you ain’t gang get clapped at (they know what up)
free osama, mad mane, the youngin
ain’t long before they write back (free the gang)

[verse 1]
new exotic glock tryna put this b+tch on a lot of opps (a lot of opps)
heard that rifle season
put them toys up, known for the lock (known for the lock)
hit they block, folks dropping windows, we jump out and touch his top
.300 blackout, 4 inch with a grrt, if they bring that b+tch out (grrrtttt)
love the 4+nick like a whistle
br know how bleeda gang get down
push up, put sh+t in pickle
dude died, i’m still p+ssed
wish his partner had caught that issue (ight)
g23 locked up with that clear drum it should’ve kissed ya (alright)
tryna put sh+t on the picture (ight)
f+ck procrastinating ’bout that sh+t with lil mone i’m still crashing (i’m still crashing)
wan’ rap diss, doing my dance in yo video, fan status
ain’t do sh+t ’bout yo big dawg, n+gga smashed him, still bragging (still bragging)
you ain’t on my level, chill
i’ll let my flip babies tag ’em, but f+ck that didn’t his big brother mention bleeda? gotta see me
push up, nothing but rifles and i watched that drop this whole week (i watched that drop this whole week)
n+gga talking ’bout shooting up houses
you bullsh+t, gotta show me
pull through the jets youngin talkin’ ’bout he want smoke me
[chorus]
i camp onside of cribs, and jump out where they shoot dice at
you can talk that gangster sh+t i bet they won’t pull through these projects
talked about me, (what up) don’t sh+t get a pass
if you ain’t gang get clapped at
free osama, mad mane, the youngin
ain’t long before they write back

[verse 2]
aye look, you sho that this that sh+t you want? (you sho?)
bleedas come from different angles (what up)
where you posted, where i paint ya (come here)
where you at? come here, don’t run, uh+uh, you know it’s dumb (ight)
walk down with nothing but k’s, tryna slide a b+tch ‘cross they face
they know it’s gangster (yeah)
n+gga took my dawg, won’t let up, ’til all them b+tches slayed (all them b+tches slayed)
they ain’t hungry for this sh+t like us
want blood, f+ck the fame
ima show a b+tch everytime a opp n+gga speak on my name (bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp)
it ain’t a game

[outro]
haha, yeah
what up?
let me know something (yeah)
catch a opp anywhere, i’ll bet i’ll blow something (yeah)
whip down, p+ssy get up
it ain’t no+
he ain’t go’n+
uhhh, uhhh
front, mm
peso

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