peso peso – no brakes lyrics
[intro]
aye
peso, peso, peso
( ouu quad this sh+t bangin)
ouu
[chorus]
lotta haters on my d+ck, yeah too many (too many)
what i spent on a watch, that’s a new bentley
got a new lamb truck, spent 250 (skrt)
and i keep a chopstick when i cruise in it (blah)
you a rat, can’t hit me for a pack, can’t walk in my trap, lil n+gga won’t do business (move around)
fn on my hip and i like to get loose (blah)
shoot the whole car up, i don’t give a f+ck who’s in it (blah)
[verse]
b+tch i’m ballin’ like 23, michael jordan
i be flexing on n+ggas like randy orton
imma ride for my brothers, that’s mandatory (ride)
i got racks in my safe and my bank’s enormous (fthhhth)
i’m in the maybach, benz, and i’m riding around with the hizzy
i started off with a broke girl and made her a rich b+tch (peso)
got a whole lotta choppas and k!llers who i live with (peso)
trappin’ and k!llin’ and robin’, i been did (peso peso)
yeah, yeah, yeah
i ain’t playing with these n+ggas no more (no more)
i’ll cross a n+gga out like tic+tac+toe (blah, blah)
keep talking on the net’, we at your door (at your door)
whole lotta pounds came in, bust out the loot
i got dior on my feet when i’m running to the money
i just walked in the galleria mall with 100 (drip, splash)
everything that i got, came up of a onion (aye)
aye pass me the blower, finna fan a n+gga down (ou)
and i’m slidin in the foreign, only way to get around (ou)
n+gga playing with the gang put ya head in the ground
just to get a lil clout, n+ggas acting like clowns (acting like clowns)
got 18 carats, yellow+gold, scott dorsey (scott dorsey)
it ain’t sh+t to come splash up and come to drop a lil feather (drop a lil feather)
i’m pouring drank out the bottle, lil n+gga, i don’t mix it (i don’t mix it)
i’m in the kitchen right now tryna scr+pe out the extras (aye)
[outro]
lotta haters on my d+ck, yeah too many (too many)
what i spent on a watch, that’s a new bentley
got a new lamb truck, spent 250 (skrt)
and i keep a chopstick when i cruise in it (blah)
you a rat, can’t hit me for a pack, can’t walk in my trap, lil n+gga won’t do business (move around)
fn on my hip and i like to get loose (blah)
shoot the whole car up, i don’t give a f+ck who’s in it (blah)
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