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pe$o pete - flare blitz! lyrics

[intro: pe$o pete, oddwin, ham sandwich, & redster]
okay!
huh!
ayo’, oddwin
yessir!
yeah! (stupid)

[verse 1: pe$o pete]
creepin’ down his block with that “raow,” f+cking his life up
i’m smoking gas you can tell when i light up
you rolling reggie you just got a light buzz
yo’ b+tch is missing like when i say [?]
he talking sh+t then we jump him like fight club
smoking a blizzy while i’m pouring white rum
my chopper h+rny, it just wanna pipe some’
ground up some runtz and i’m stuffing a raw
tats on my hand feel like trafalgar law
f+cking my b+tch, boy i’m f+cking her raw
i live exactly how i’m in my songs (aye! b+tch)
that boy want free clout, he just a scavenger
beat up her box, i throw hands like soul caliber
laugh to the bank, i’m a big money gatherer
smoking on fronto with kezzy in passenger
pe$o and kezzy boy, that sh+t 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
[verse 2: redster]
i’m at the top, i don’t see no opponents
sengoku body, my body is golden
pray for that n+gga he might need an omen
blade on the chopper, it’s cutting him open
hundred+round drum and that b+tch fully loaded
i need my diamonds on water, ocean
i put that b+tch in positions and poses
i get the cheese and i smile like goldfish (aye, yeah!)
d+m+v b+tch she gon’ eat it with old bay
ask yo’ lil’ b+tch, how my muhf+ckin’ pole taste
still fresh in her mouth, uh, colgate
i’m on the beat going back to my old ways
sent him to paradise, something like coldplay
i got a chopper that f+ck up his whole face
b+tch i be eating like big mom in whole cake
x on his head he get hit with the chopper
i pop a perky, i turn to a monster
biker jeans on me, get worn with the bomber
stone in his head, now he off of his rocker
crackin’ his egg, that boy turn to an omelet
talkin’ my sh+t, boy you talkin’ that nonsense
rocks on my chain got me feeling like comet
cold like december, but hotter than august

[verse 3: ham sandwich & pe$o pete]
up in the lab, boy i’m plotting and scheming (i’m plotting)
me and my brothers move money like lehman (money!)
my money longer than terms and agreements (yessir!)
f+ck on a b+tch, she gon’ swallow my s+m+n (f+cking thot!)
look at me wrong and we run through his region (woop!)
up on his block and he already leaving (raow!)
he stick with 12 like a dodecahedron
yo, red doesn’t know what that f+cking is (hahahaha)
bro’, they can just f+cking google it (aye!)
go read a dictionary, stupid (idiot)
been through his block like, rubik’s (yuh)
fourteen carat, my, cuban (icy!)
that n+gga snake, he, loose+lipped
if ham got beef i’m, shootin’ (boom!)
i been a problem, nuisance (yessir)
i been apollo, moving (b+tch!)
you cannot hang if you f+ck up the ambience
off half a xan, someone call me an ambulance (aye!)
stones on me gold, got me feel like a champion (yessir)
look at me wrong and i’m stabbing your pancreas
look at me wrong, you gon’ lose your medulla
turned him to stone, got me feel like medusa (ugh)
the pack has arrived, hallelujah
i need the money, samolians, mulah
[verse 4: pe$o pete]
i was gon’ jump him, but he wearing puma
can’t f+ck with no pigs, not even pumba
ralph lauren pants with the champion tool
big metal body i feels like k+
nah i don’t wanna’ say it like that
aye, big metal body, i feel just like k+ma!
i got some mana that i’m ’bout to use up
i lit a blunt and young ham lit the fuse up
that b+tch ain’t bad she built like goodra
that b+tch ain’t bad she built like a goomba
that b+tch ain’t bad she built like a koopa!
that b+tch ain’t bad she built like kamek!
she suck me up then i’m painting her canvas
these rappers putas, i said it in spanish
fresh out the water like muhf+ckin’ salmon
don’t f+ck with pig, but i f+ck with ham sandwich

[outro: pe$o pete]
get it bro’?
he be goin’ straight pork mode bruh
pork chop, bacon
that sizzle
b+tch, stupid
ugh
what it sound like?

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