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pe$o pete - mementos movin'! lyrics

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[intro: oddwin, [?], & pe$o pete]
this is a banger (yeah, whoa, [?] it is [?])
i would die for this beat ([?] my chain [?])
ayo’, oddwin (like)
[?]
f+ck, just for lucy, bruh?
you wilin’, bruh

[verse 1: pe$o pete]
smokin’ on pressure (+coughing+)
you need the proof? i got that sh+t, make you jump out the roof
seven a+m, i’m in the booth
high as f+ck, you know how i do
try yo’ luck, see how you do
you [?] oddwin, a+k+a, lose (aye!)
sippin’ on heavy, this a+k a [?]
smokin’ on heavy, my mind in a loop
they wanna’ talk about what pe$o do
i f+ck a b+tch and then pull out the switch
hero just came out, i’m gettin’ lit (lit!)
[?] my brothers out, i just did
i f+ck a b+tch and then pass it to crew
we don’t [?], if you see me, you knew
they used to hate and now they say, “pe$o cool”
these b+tches love me ’cause i am the truth (facts, fact)
[verse 2: pe$o pete]
and that’s facts
​oddy on the beat, i flow like “yeah”, yeah, yeah
smokin’ on ‘thrax
my boy, kezzy, he smokin’ on wax, wax, yeah (wet!)
i’m in the back
young pe$o spittin’, i’m spittin’ these facts, yeah, yeah
i’m in the back, wait, uh

[watermark: pe$o pete & [?]]
pe$o, are you dumb?

[verse 3: pe$o pete & token black]
i’m with arsène and we up in yo’ palace
harley quinn, homie, my hoe keep a mallet
i drink from the chalice, this sh+t ain’t no challenge
one phone call, choppa’ start singin’ like [?]
we pullin’ yo’ card like a ballot
keep it one+thousand, you know that pe$o is valid
i’m eatin’ good steak and a salad
i don’t need balance
i’m in the sp+ce while i’m countin’, so my money bigger than money
i don’t need status
i just be [?], i don’t do division, i’m addin’ (aye, aye, heh)

[verse 4: token black]
i don’t need magic
i make a n+gga disappear, i take his whole life and subtract it
i’m smokin’ like green
got it lookin’ like cabbage
y’all n+ggas [?], everybody be cappin’ (aye!)
got ten fingers up, so they know i’m from texas
but it’s triple d’s, so they know i’m in dallas (yah)
i do what i want, i ain’t doin’ no askin’
y’all n+ggas ain’t ready for what i be packin’
i got a glock (i got a glock)
i got some money and stock
you dream of the sauce [?] the house that i bought (aye, yah)
designerr, my daughter, my girl, and my dog (uh+huh)
i see what i want, then i cop
b+tch, i’m a god
and i be workin’, uh (workin’)
flex on you n+ggas on purpose (purpose)
weed in the blunt, it be burnin’
put you on the ground and you n+ggas won’t surface (put you on the ground and you n+ggas won’t surface)
i’m straight to the money, b+tch, i’m never turnin’
put guns to his head and that boy ain’t returnin’, uh (aye)
[outro: token black]
aye, aye (hol’ up, aye, what?)
token black, lil’ b+tch!
aye, what?



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