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lirik lagu splash & forth – peso peso

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[intro]
(glizzy, what you cookin’ up?)

[verse 1: peso peso]
i’m strapped with a kel*tec when i’m walkin’ through the door
pounds on deck, got ’em for the low
versace, medusa, and louis on my clothes
me and [?] sellin’ fish scales
these n*ggas ain’t trappin’, they actin’ like denzel
n*gga talkin’ reckless but he been scared
put a couple bullets in his big head
i don’t wanna talk about it (no)
i’ma slang the chopper, i’ma shoot at anybody
thirteen, i was servin’ narcotics
mac*11, it’s gon’ have his heart stoppin’
i’m bossed up, b*tch, i feel like john gotti
my trap is too hot, we got the law watchin’
vvs diamonds, my neck is drippin’
i just sent a hit, they think somebody else did
chalked up with a chopper, we shoot from the neck up
blood gang, b*tch, i’m pourin’ red up
if we got grease, we ain’t givin’ fair warning
hit your momma and your daddy, we don’t spare none
and i’m walkin’ with a dirty k
i just counted up a hundred thousand yesterday
got a problem, i’ma shoot ya in ya face
on my granny porch, i’m servin’ fish filet (trap)
[verse 2: lil 2z]
uh*uh
ayy, ayy, ayy
2z familiar, i get to the sack
n*gga try beefin’ and can’t even flex a rack
n*ggas all tough when they get ’round they homies (p*ssy)
if it go down right now, i’ma go out like tony (like tony)
it was nothing in the fridge but some cheese and bologna (bologna)
my pockets velveeta, my sh*t macaroni
still makin’ plays in the city like julio
freaky lil’ b*tch, she can put her whole fist in her booty hole (she nasty)
smokin’ and then re*up when i’m at the studio
give me brain ’til she done, turned your b*tch to a stupid ho
ayy, ayy, ayy, uh
granny f*cked ’round and got hooked on that yola
i was f*cked up, bouncin’ sofa to sofa (i was f*cked up)
this sh*t a jungle so watch for the cobras
this sh*t a jungle, watch for the snakes
i was hungry, i got up and fixed me a plate
like i’m shootin’ for seven, i make somethin’ shake
i pull up, drop d*ck, i ain’t doin’ no dates

[verse 3: peso peso]
i hop in the bentley then splash in the rain
i beat a case then i caught another case
do a drive*by in a i8, in the trap house and i’m rockin’ bathing apes
i just walked in saks and i spent a quick ten (quick ten)
trappin’ and jackin’ and k!llin’, i been did
trapped up in the club, we got five of ’em in
i’m sellin’ ps out the big body benz
who the ese ever, n*gga
put your brother on a stretcher, n*gga
we got glocks, macs and berettas with us
and i’m ballin’ like i’m reggie miller (ayy)
[verse 4: lil 2z]
ayy
and i ball like i’m antetokounmpo
won’t kiss you goodnight for you, i am not bruno
these racks in my pocket, i look like a sumo
the bread different colors like i’m playin’ uno
you don’t [?] homie n*gga, i’m just goin’ cujo
i just got this sh*t in and i already need two more
i f*cked this ho once then it’s on to a new ho
ayy, ayy, ayy
don’t play with me n*gga, go play with your children
i hop in the booth and i rap what i’m livin’
i come from the bottom and broke through the ceiling
treat a b*tch like a front door, i open and enter
i keep me a heater like everyday winter
my cuzzo gon’ hike me the pack like a center
i get under these n*ggas skin like a splinter

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