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boss shii - monewaypeso lyrics

[intro]
you know it’s peso out there (playboi makin’ hits, so you know this b*tch r*t*rded)
i ain’t even gotta say too much, what up?
come on

[verse]
i’m on boss sh*t, pull up, all black tahoes, windows tinted (all black), and they can’t tell who in it
just know beaucoup bleedas in it
it’s flip babies, get your helmet tapped sittin’ ’round with oppositions (what up?)
shake somethin’, i feel the tension
what they rap ’bout, sh*t be fiction (that sh*t be fiction)
they could rap ’bout me gettin’ shot, your partner dead, i’m livin’
long live good n*ggas, souls done got took, could’ve blew, but i’m spinnin’ (come on)
what it’s gon’ take for them to recognize them boys don’t do no k!llin’? (what else?)
fall back, focus on rap
i’ll drop a diss, that sh*t be temptin’ (aight)
come on, where the gloves and ski mask? f*ck that, slide at the repass (come on)
b*tton on it, i’ma be fast
blood, i ain’t drop my ski mask (i ain’t drop my ski mask)
face off, i know they seen that
how we did ’em, they couldn’t believe that (rrr)
dead from a .40 cal’, stretched, face hangin’ where his feet at
loaded, leanin’ off of drink, smokin’ dead opps, can’t say the name (i can’t say the name)
n*ggas ain’t reppin’ on sh*t, ain’t in that car, should be ashamed (should be ashamed)
i got act’, pop out, let’s see who get hit first, who feelin’ faints
let’s switch the game, lettin’ goofies f*ck up the streets, now this sh*t strange (now, this sh*t strange)
we ain’t give a f*ck, can’t let that stop what i got goin’, this sh*t a blessin’
i ain’t ask for this talent, god gave it to me, this sh*t deadly (this sh*t deadly)
the city know i bust sh*t up, they don’t wan’ book me, say i’m reckless
f*ck that talkin’, swerve, let this arp touch him for that flexin’ (rrr)
this chopper rip through n*ggas like you, pure skin flesh, you gon’ smell it
we don’t step? who lyin’?
get your ass smacked, knowin’ d*mn well we deadly (knowin’ d*mn well we deadly)
they wan’ be gangster, n*ggas feel that fire and then they get to tellin’ (then, they get to tellin’)
free tj and ghost, f*ck the system, need ’em back in my presence (aight)
pull on side a opp in traffic, dump drac’ in him, stop the motor (dump drac’ in him, stop the motor)
close as f*ck, i ain’t gotta hop out, know for sure i f*cked him over (i know you did)
go, when you pull over, spray this b*tch, good to trunk, make sure the whip get totaled (come on)
thus, seen him in texas, “peso you did him what i told you”
i’m still on that gang sh*t
me and jb, that’s who i bang with (that’s who i bang with)
in the projects, we post up on the same sh*t
came up clutchin’ the same bl!ck
pops told me, “watch them n*ggas that you hang with,” not knowin’ these the same n*ggas i walk down and open brains with (bomp, bomp, bomp)
whop told me, “it’s in motion”
this a side cop, what i’m totin’ (yeah)
them boys still ain’t come get back, f*ck that p*ssy, shoot they poster (f*ck that p*ssy, shoot they poster)
wood say he want smoke when brpd still out, patrolin’
let another n*gga mention it, you the one i’ma be smokin’
i be tryna keep my head high, but my og want me away from all this sh*t (all this sh*t)
blood spill, wouldn’t be me if i walk away, i can’t forget (i can’t)
mud dead, can’t smoke a blunt with him, all i do is reminisce
d left behind, him and cliffe had went off, i gotta keep a stick (i gotta keep a stick)
free dave, keep your head high ’round p*ssy n*ggas who won’t take they l!ck
i done seen when smoke get real, n*ggas ain’t ’round who really ain’t f*ckin’ with it (aight)
i’m the youngest in br doin’ this sh*t, yeah, who f*ckin’ with me? (who is?)
this peso, i won’t back down the smoke, i’m f*ckin’ with it
[outro]
i’m f*ckin’ with it, yeah, the f*ck goin’ on? goofy ass n*gga
(playboi makin’ hits, so you know this b*tch r*t*rded)

- monewaypeso lyrics

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