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pe$o pete - def anthem (gifted by etc + fureddo) lyrics

[verse: pe$o pete, grax, & [?]]
watch how you talk, bro, you should be considerate
man, it’s real drug addict sh+t, scratchin’ and fidgetin’, boy, i’m tapped in wit’ big plug, cut out the middle man (grax, what the f+ck?)
i smoke on that green, it’s raisin’ my hp ’til this sh+t green, uh
like you know me, anywhere pe$o go, i might need hp, that sh+t freeeee, haha (don’t ever fold)
you shoulda never summoned, couldn’t [?]
f+ck a bar, raise the roof, they call pe$o, no ceiling man, we do him like a [?] peelin’ back heads
i got fire in this clip and we poppin’ that lead, [?], better step when i step
i’m like sukuna, cleave him, we cut him in half, f+ck all that bullsh+t, go for the head
you gon’ dive in this music sh+t? bro, go ahead, you ain’t givе a hunnid percent, then you dеad
big metal gl!ck on me, [?], we jump out of the whip and then scare him like fred
why he talkin’ that tough, but he plush like ted? boy, i’m so d+mn high in [?]
i had chats with the—, shh! don’t tell what they said, need eight hundred horses to burn out [?]
red light, throwin’ a [?], you might just hear me [?]
when i’m [?], i got—, d+mn
when i’m [?], i communicate different, they said that young pe$o talk to ’em like [?]
when i hop on the beat, boy, i mutilate different, i keep me the chakra, no b+tch this [?]
these b+tches, they quick, man, they don’t even got no [?], they sound like [?]
these rappers be cappin’ on all of it, they want my swag, wanna take it and bottle it
they see you got money, but pe$o got money, i stand on my money, i’m tall like obelisk
i run ’round the globe at, like, sixteen, b+tch, bet you spend on yo’ savings to do what i’m ponderin’
you ain’t fresh when you step, boy, that f is for [?], [?] a for that accolade, you want acknowledgement?
let the sig clip his brain, they say, “pe$o lobotomist”, i’m one with the words like i’m writin’ a novelist
you gotchu a problem, we—, dang, ain’t one to [?], we dig him and grab him
[?] grabba, we spliff him and turn him to matter, oh, yo’ b+tch, she hit bad? but, my b+tch, she hit badder, ha!
young pe$o really a bagger, you wanna hear some sh+t sadder? i’ll tell you somethin’
they touch one bag and thought it was massive, know you gotchu a dream, you just gotta go grab it
this one hundred mp, i might throw me the hatchet, competition [?] throwin’ the towel
ha, [?] ties, i had ’em [?], had ’em [?], either way, take ’em down, young pe$o let him have it, wait
i’mma spark the blunt, i’m rappin’, that’s reggie, [?], bro, you want static?
i just hop in the booth to [?], let sig pop his head off, i fell like saint saturn
why that angry a—, dang, why that angry ass me [?] young pe$o madder?
[outro: pe$o pete & [?]]
i still kinda f+cked it up, but i ain’t run it back ’cause this sh+t—
i’m just stubborn, i’m tired of runnin’ it over and over again, bro
i’m, i’m just tryna rap for—, ah, come on, bro
grrt! bow! b+tch
and what we do? yeah (don’t ever fold)

- peo pete lyrics

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