DRUGS!
Pe$o Pete
GENRE
[Intro: PE$O PETE]
*Coughing*
Now like, um, I've only done drugs like once
'Cause like-, wait, no, [?] sell somethin' like normal shit, fuckin' sell me shit but…
Just for that one time
[Chorus: PE$O PETE]
When people lookin' with they eyes
Pupils turn to parasites
Only when alive
With the damn' drive to spit these rhymes
Anger level rise
Don't be surprised, when I end ya' life
First, rhymes strike your skull
Second, bar graze your thigh
This man brought [?] pounds, of the loud
Then we, kiefin' clouds
I don't, even smoke
My lungs breathin' the Dope, all I need is the hope
But she won't find me home, talkin' up on the phone
Lookin' for [?], my place of dwellin' is a well
[?] then, images
[?] what you really stand for? Is this ya' picture, kid?
Don't get it twisted, kid
I'm rippin' ligaments like one hitty-hit to yo' chinny-chin
I am not missin', Link Triforce, hit the hitty-hit
Lamppost off the shift, 80's and the tips
Yellow submarine the [?]
I am the minister, of the prime minister
Spittin', spittin' missiles
And, you know, that I get it, yeah, uh
Woah, woah
[Post-Chorus: PE$O PETE]
U-F-O, yeah, I'm flyin' in the sky, yeah
You a hoe, so don't even try, yeah
I don't fuck wit' y'all whole team, y'all too dry, yeah
Me and lamppost and [?] way too live, yeah
[Verse 1: PE$O PETE]
Yeah, we really live though, like-
We did it, we did it (We did it)
We get it, we get it (We get it)
On the beat, oh, we spit it, we spit it (Oh yeah)
They turnin' they heads (Turnin')
'Cause they do not hear it (Hear it)
Runnin' the track around the track, yeah, you know I'm finna' clear it (Finish line)
Here wit' my homies (My homies)
On the beat, it be Lewi (ChopGod)
He choppin' and screwin', I been eatin' sushi, you know that I do (Delicious)
I'm off of the drugs (Drugs)
You know where I'm from (From)
[?] mafia, if you ain't wit' it, run
[Chorus: PE$O PETE]
When people lookin' with they eyes
Pupils turn to parasites
Only when alive
With the damn' drive to spit these rhymes
Anger level rise
Don't be surprised, when I end ya' life
First, rhymes strike your skull
Second, bar graze your thigh
This man brought [?] pounds, of the loud
Then we, kiefin' clouds
I don't, even smoke
My lungs breathin' the Dope, all I need is the hope
But she won't find me home, talkin' up on the phone
Lookin' for [?], my place of dwellin' is a well
[?] then, images
[?] what you really stand for? Is this ya' picture, kid?
Don't get it twisted, kid
I'm rippin' ligaments like one hitty-hit to yo' chinny-chin
I am not missin', Link Triforce, hit the hitty-hit
Lamppost off the shift, 80's and the tips
Yellow submarine the [?]
I am the minister, of the prime minister
Spittin', spittin' missiles
And, you know, that I get it, yeah, uh
Woah, woah
[Post-Chorus: PE$O PETE]
U-F-O, yeah, I'm flyin' in the sky, yeah
You a hoe, so don't even try, yeah
I don't fuck wit' y'all whole team, y'all too dry, yeah
Me and lamppost and [?] way too live, yeah
*Coughing*
Now like, um, I've only done drugs like once
'Cause like-, wait, no, [?] sell somethin' like normal shit, fuckin' sell me shit but…
Just for that one time
[Chorus: PE$O PETE]
When people lookin' with they eyes
Pupils turn to parasites
Only when alive
With the damn' drive to spit these rhymes
Anger level rise
Don't be surprised, when I end ya' life
First, rhymes strike your skull
Second, bar graze your thigh
This man brought [?] pounds, of the loud
Then we, kiefin' clouds
I don't, even smoke
My lungs breathin' the Dope, all I need is the hope
But she won't find me home, talkin' up on the phone
Lookin' for [?], my place of dwellin' is a well
[?] then, images
[?] what you really stand for? Is this ya' picture, kid?
Don't get it twisted, kid
I'm rippin' ligaments like one hitty-hit to yo' chinny-chin
I am not missin', Link Triforce, hit the hitty-hit
Lamppost off the shift, 80's and the tips
Yellow submarine the [?]
I am the minister, of the prime minister
Spittin', spittin' missiles
And, you know, that I get it, yeah, uh
Woah, woah
[Post-Chorus: PE$O PETE]
U-F-O, yeah, I'm flyin' in the sky, yeah
You a hoe, so don't even try, yeah
I don't fuck wit' y'all whole team, y'all too dry, yeah
Me and lamppost and [?] way too live, yeah
[Verse 1: PE$O PETE]
Yeah, we really live though, like-
We did it, we did it (We did it)
We get it, we get it (We get it)
On the beat, oh, we spit it, we spit it (Oh yeah)
They turnin' they heads (Turnin')
'Cause they do not hear it (Hear it)
Runnin' the track around the track, yeah, you know I'm finna' clear it (Finish line)
Here wit' my homies (My homies)
On the beat, it be Lewi (ChopGod)
He choppin' and screwin', I been eatin' sushi, you know that I do (Delicious)
I'm off of the drugs (Drugs)
You know where I'm from (From)
[?] mafia, if you ain't wit' it, run
[Chorus: PE$O PETE]
When people lookin' with they eyes
Pupils turn to parasites
Only when alive
With the damn' drive to spit these rhymes
Anger level rise
Don't be surprised, when I end ya' life
First, rhymes strike your skull
Second, bar graze your thigh
This man brought [?] pounds, of the loud
Then we, kiefin' clouds
I don't, even smoke
My lungs breathin' the Dope, all I need is the hope
But she won't find me home, talkin' up on the phone
Lookin' for [?], my place of dwellin' is a well
[?] then, images
[?] what you really stand for? Is this ya' picture, kid?
Don't get it twisted, kid
I'm rippin' ligaments like one hitty-hit to yo' chinny-chin
I am not missin', Link Triforce, hit the hitty-hit
Lamppost off the shift, 80's and the tips
Yellow submarine the [?]
I am the minister, of the prime minister
Spittin', spittin' missiles
And, you know, that I get it, yeah, uh
Woah, woah
[Post-Chorus: PE$O PETE]
U-F-O, yeah, I'm flyin' in the sky, yeah
You a hoe, so don't even try, yeah
I don't fuck wit' y'all whole team, y'all too dry, yeah
Me and lamppost and [?] way too live, yeah
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