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pe$o pete - spellcasterz!!! lyrics

[verse 1: pe$o pete, jaywalk, & koll]
i’m doin’ magic, i’m on a mission, i’m causin’ mischief, yeah (koll)
don’t step on my land, don’t trespass, we do him tragic, i caught him trippin’, yeah
i stay on my mind, on my mission, yeah, i got money on mind, i’m just talk to the band
suicoke sandal, don’t wear no van, [?], ain’t smoke no gram
i got a shooter behind me, he ain’t shoot lightly, i’m [?] him like my [?]
they hatin’ my sh+t, but i bet that they stan, i ran it up and took place and they can’t
guess i ran it up, but young pe$o had luck, oh, you got it f+cked up if you don’t got a plan
i’m smokin’ on tree and bro’ sippin’ on lean, [?] in his cup, [?] sh+t purple like jam
they ain’t wanna hear it, they told me, “shut up”, and now pe$o done cleared ’em, they wonder, “what’s up?”
i done came from the—, d+mn, if i don’t [?] you [?], you’d be f+ck
got that burner like wolf, boy, i’m shootin’ sh+t up, man, i wish that hе would ’cause we gettin’ him bookеd
i got one+hunnid mana, i promise you done, he see my bar and i bet that he run (yeah, yeah+eah+yeah, yeah)
[verse 2: jaywalk]
he see me and he call me a wizard, [?] ([?])
[?], yo’ b+tch [?], b+tch, i’m a wizard, i need me a witch b+tch ([?], need me a witch)
this n+gga sippin’ on green, it’s christmas, pray for the gas, feel like i’m lifted (green, it’s christ—, feel like i’m lifted)
empty truck, me and [?], yo’ b+tch, she [?], but she hang wit’ the pigment (me and [?], hang wit’ the pigment)
he wanna fight? up the stick [?], i’m gettin’ high, geekin’ on good stuff, don’t know why i try (ah, ah, ah)
i’m in my [?], [?] (ah)
these n+ggas be so green like chives, if i don’t wock’ wit’ my bread, [?], yuh (ah, ah, ah)
i [?] for the lean, man, if i spill this sh+t, then i’ll cry, uh (ah, ah, ah)

[verse 3: yayu]
huh? hey, rooftop runtz, neither [?] seein’ clear
can’t stop now, i’m the truth and i’m near, my range top+notch, at the [?], [?] a steer
getcha face knocked off, on your boots, lookin’ weird, spittin’ hay non+stop, it’s the roots to ya fears
hittin’ plays on god, cheat death, they playin’ with the—, aye, f+ck law, free [?], all the [?] a toaster
the rage of a greek god, got a million volts, i keep the stick in the holster
green+green hollow tips, plant two with the two+hand grip, loaded in wit’ a bigger controller
pickin’ up a sound, all you kiddies is vultures, everybody built [?] on the sh+t that you stole
i think the [?] is over, comedy gold rush, we hittin’ the coast, you better bring me ya toaster, wait

- peo pete lyrics

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