Cologne (Prod. lock)

Lyrics:

they needin my music just like junkies be needin pharmaceuticals 
that boy there he got a glock he won’t shoot it tho
that bitch right there got a ass she can’t move it tho
that man said he got a gun he won’t prove it tho
niggas wearin them fake chains need a jeweler tho
plug got them pounds but he need help to move em tho
gang got the sticks but he need help to shoot em tho
leave a nigga in a ditch
glock spit, block hit, wit the pump, make em jump
make noise moshpit, im too fly cockpit, bad bitch, brown skin, chocolate
new braids, knotless, niggas can’t stop this
hatin cause he jobless, left me no option, ahk shit pop shit
free ralo, got a mexican plug his name chavo
im so special i feel like mavado
all black fit bitch I look shadow
doot doot doot we ain’t feelin no sorrow
we gon wet you today not tommorow
you ain’t got hoes bitch you johnny bravo
you supposed to be ignored like a plot hole
what you thought was gon happen to you when we caught up to you nigga?
your music is ass, your bars is some trash, to be honest your beats is doodoo nigga
boy come on hop out that stu nigga
this rap shit ain’t workin for you nigga
I got a shotgun and it’s double barrel
one shot and I’m killin two niggas
yea nigga I know that I’m snappin
fitted on me I’m not cappin
my nigga got blades he think he hugh jackman
he just wanna know where ya at man
niggas too small they like ant man
dont come out your house shooters campin
he got with a thriller but he not Mike Jackson
premier league on em the way that we sacked him
run the check up, bad lil bitch wanna fuck on me im next up
i got the sauce got the ketchup, flyest alive go call Guinness world records
im kickin shit, david beckham, peso poppin shit aint nobody check him
left that boy sick need a check up, niggas only gangsta when they got back up
the nigga said he’ll bring the pain
im hard of hearin what he sayin?
he think he goku what he saiyan?
his boys betrayed him what he xan?
bad lil bitch she blasian what japan?
peso boy need money in advance
peso boy tote glockies and fn’s
peso boy too fly he peter pan
give the bitch long dick until I can’t
bitch I told you I’m no minute man
you can’t buy my outfit it’s from france
bad bitch look like rachel she from friends

Rachel Freestyle (Prod. SoloGoinBrazy)

Back Doe (Prod. Thorn Beats)

I'm Your Luh (feat. Krewsa Miguel) [Prod. GYPTXVN]

Pimpin (Prod. Trippy)

GENEVA (Prod. fyugo)

FAB ROCK - I need a plug (prod. pierre1k)

BLENDER (prod. DNZ)

We pay homage to the legends over here too.

Neighborhood Hoe Freestyle (Prod. DJ Paul & Juicy J)

PESO BOY - 223s
"While You Wait" EP by PESO BOY Out Now 

Written by PESO BOY
Extra Production & Post Production by DNZ

Audio Recording, Editing, Mixing and Mastering by DNZ
Artwork by Gonçalo Parreira
Artwork Edit by Miguel Cal

Edited and Distributed by the Label Pitch Productions

IG:
@pesoboy.pesoboy
@dnz_1200
@goncalonevesparreira
@miguelscal
@pitch.productions


Lyrics:
PESO BOY
[Hook]
Never let me slip 'cause if I slip, well then I'm slippin
They like "Peso Boy, I love listenin to your music, you a lyricist"
I ain't trying to play shit cool, I came in this bitch trippin
Bitch I'm fly I'm really drippin
White lows, yeah that's what I'm kickin
223s, gave him the business
You dropped your new shit, I heard crickets
Dope boy swag, this suit is Dickies
Seen my new bitch? She a thickums
Peso Boy know how to pick 'em
Fuck them niggas, rob 'em, stick em'
Bitch I'm feelin like P Diddy, I might crop you out the picture

[Verse]
I ain't tryna be friendly I came here to push my issue
Lil motherfuckin P and you know the P is for pistol
Heisenberg flow, nigga you know I'm talkin crystal
Way before instagram niggas knew I was official
I think I love Ari Lennox, I won't stop until I get her
Talk to the main niggas, not the ones that's in the middle
Talkin niggas that's little, my wrist, it glisten and glitter
Shiver me timbers, off the rop with a finisher
Niggas sad you need some tissue?
Get him gone that's in an instant
I was trying to make her my wife, but she started actin distant
The problem with these niggas is they just talk and don't listen
Money and the power was always my favorite friendship

[Hook]
Never let me slip 'cause if I slip, well then I'm slippin
They like "Peso Boy, I love listenin to your music, you a lyricist"
I ain't trying to play shit cool, I came in this bitch trippin
Bitch I'm fly I'm really drippin
White lows, yeah that's what I'm kickin
223s, gave him the business
You dropped your new shit, I heard crickets
Dope boy swag, this suit is Dickies
Seen my new bitch? She a thickums
Peso Boy know how to pick 'em
Fuck them niggas, rob 'em, stick em'
Bitch I'm feelin like P Diddy, I might crop you out the picture

[Verse]
Bitch, I'm feelin like P Diddy
You a lil ass boy, you done got too big for your britches
"Lil P, really I fuck with your shit, I didn't mean to diss you"
Can't fuck with 'em, niggas bitches
I neglect them of attention
Stealin my swag was attempted, I might have to let 'em rent it
Niggas fucked up on they lowest, I'm still gonna bust a band
Got this lil fine bitch, she got brown skin, look like summer tan
Walked in that hoe icy, they immediately had to cut the fan
Reason why I didn't bust her down 'cause I had other plans
Shawty mixed, black and white like Sylvester, sufferin succotash!
Adidas joggies off the Nike forces, I didn't wanna match
Got up off my ass and got some motion 'cause I wanted racks

[Hook]
Never let me slip 'cause if I slip, well then I'm slippin
They like "Peso Boy, I love listenin to your music, you a lyricist"
I ain't trying to play shit cool, I came in this bitch trippin
Bitch I'm fly I'm really drippin
White lows, yeah that's what I'm kickin
223s, gave him the business
You dropped your new shit, I heard crickets
Dope boy swag, this suit is Dickies
Seen my new bitch? She a thickums
Peso Boy know how to pick 'em
Fuck them niggas, rob 'em, stick em'
Bitch I'm feelin like P Diddy, I might crop you out the picture


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223s

PESO BOY - Make a Killin'
"While You Wait" EP by PESO BOY Out Now 

Written by PESO BOY
Additional vocals by Krewsa Miguel
Extra Production & Post Production by DNZ

Audio Recording, Editing, Mixing and Mastering by DNZ
Artwork by Gonçalo Parreira
Artwork Edit by Miguel Cal

Edited and Distributed by the Label Pitch Productions

IG:
@pesoboy.pesoboy
@kr_krewsa_kr
@dnz_1200
@goncalonevesparreira
@miguelscal
@pitch.productions


Lyrics:
PESO BOY
[Hook]
You rap about all them killings, should focus on makin a killin
Had to accept it's some people you gotta just love from a distance
If you stay true to your morals, my nigga, then we ain't no different
Told you I don't cheat on my bitch, this money is my only mistress
You rap about all them killings, should focus on makin a killin'
Had to accept it's some people you gotta just love from a distance
If you stay true to your morals, my nigga, then we ain't no different
Told you I don't cheat on my bitch, this money is my only mistress

[Verse]
You did some unreal shit
How the fuck is you feelin?
You lost all the trust and admiration from the niggas you deal with
And them was some niggas that always had your back, they might even kill shit
Not like the rest of these dudes who only gonna use you for a meal ticket
Niggas move crazy in the heat of moment
Treating they own main homies like opponents
Why would you start some shit about a bitch
You might find out that hoe don't even want you
Used to be brothers, united like Jonas
Had plenty homies but now you a loner
You be just chasin the dough like you Homer
Snake your own mans, you ask me, that's a no no
Morals and values ain't optional
If you rockin with me then I rock with you
I'm way too high, astronomical
Niggas claim to be real, that's comical
Niggas claim to be real, that's comical
I ain't laughin tho
My young nigga up that drac and he go savage mode
Then that's yo loss, choppa bring families apart
Niggas fake, that's just to start
I ain't never spit one verse that ain't hard

[Hook]
You rap about all them killings, should focus on makin a killin
Had to accept it's some people you gotta just love from a distance
If you stay true to your morals, my nigga, then we ain't no different
Told you I don't cheat on my bitch, this money is my only mistress
You rap about all them killings, should focus on makin a killin'
Had to accept it's some people you gotta just love from a distance
If you stay true to your morals, my nigga, then we ain't no different
Told you I don't cheat on my bitch, this money is my only mistres


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Make a Killin'

PESO BOY - 1 Mississipi, 2 Mississipi
"While You Wait" EP by PESO BOY Out Now 

Written by PESO BOY
Extra Production & Post Production by DNZ

Audio Recording, Editing, Mixing and Mastering by DNZ
Artwork by Gonçalo Parreira
Artwork Edit by Miguel Cal

Edited and Distributed by the Label Pitch Productions

IG:
@pesoboy.pesoboy
@dnz_1200
@goncalonevesparreira
@miguelscal
@pitch.productions


Lyrics:
PESO BOY
[Hook]
One Mississippi
Two Mississippi
One thing about Peso, smoke everyday, he's a hippie
Your nigga don't do what he say then that nigga trippin
As a man you gotta keep your word, you do not, I'm not indifferent
Three Mississippi
Four Mississippi
I was born in Almada, south side of the Tejo river
Brown skin, call em Chloe and Halle 'cause they sisters
Puff Daddy, I crop you out the picture for you thinkin there's a issue

[Verse]
I got sauce like tartar, you a know it all like Nardwaur
Knew niggas was hatin when he purposely mixed my song wrong
Nigga imma keep it street, when I speak it's no deceit
That's the reason I fuck with real engineers like DNZ
Convo was never is Peso Boy fresh 'cause that shit is dead
Eight years old I was out here, really had New Era on my head
You niggas probably started wearin fitteds 'cause of tik tok trends
I probably started wearin fitteds 'cause of that nigga 50 Cent
Bad bitch she my muse, I told her baby girl just srike a pose
Don't do high Giuseppes no more, but I still like the lows
Me and Igor literally twins when we together get asked if we bros
Honestly, I don't know what made you think that I'm a hoe
Bad bitch, she suck it fast, I'm 'bout to stroke it slow
I put these niggas in a tight spot, sardine rappers
Yeah I know it sound like God, but it's Lil P rappin
A message to my future son, nigga keep stackin
Ain't gonna need to anyway because his daddy havin
I could stand still, the crowd go crazy like Michael Jackson
Freak hoe pulled up suckin dick in a timely fashion
My young nigga let the choppa sing, call him Rifle Jackson

[Hook]
One Mississippi
Two Mississippi
One thing about Peso, smoke everyday, he's a hippie
Your nigga don't do what he say then that nigga trippin
As a man you gotta keep your word, you do not, I'm not indifferent
Three Mississippi
Four Mississippi
I was born in Almada, south side of the Tejo river
Brown skin, call em Chloe and Halle 'cause they sisters
Puff Daddy, I crop you out the picture for you thinkin there's a issue

[Verse]
I'm a realist, they sayin that I'm pessimistic
Keep that sticky on me where I go 'cause I can't kick it
Start a money farm 'cause all we know is chasin chicken
Get off your ass, your situation ain't gonna change by bitchin'
Think you should call your homie Dale because my niggas chipped him
Don't wanna be the best rapper, I wanna be the richest
Peso married to the game, I got a money mistress


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Single Released under the Label Pitch Productions

1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi

Lyrics:
Get around me, you gonna learn I'm often quiet and I'm chill
That's okay, y'all niggas talkin, talkin, ain't said nothin still
My old bitch, she was supposed be my rock, she a jabroni
Talkin about you from the boondocks, make me have a nigga moment
See through niggas like they napkins, it weren't no surprise you folded
That shit I just said, you only gonna understand when you reload it
Ironic, trying to make my wrist look presidential, never voted
Niggas get cut the fuck off just 'cause they tried to pull some hoe shit

Treat the Margielas like soccer balls, I keep on kickin em
I done seen some slim fine shit but I picked the thicker one
Niggas playin with my top, act like Lil P ain't lyrical
I'm flyer than you, I pick better beats, that's just some trivia

Blackin out 2 minutes straight, you worried bout writin a good hook
Talk to my boy Eurico, he just recommended a good book
Put that shit on, I'm fly as hell, they like "Lil P, thats a good look"
Rest in peace P, I really felt him when he said "You niggas shook"
Told him be cool, he don't want to
Spit in his face like I'm Carlito
They trying to find me, I'm a young nigga that's wavy like I'm Nemo
They like "Peso Boy, you stupid, why you hop on beats and go beast mode?"
You niggas out here cuffing freak hoes, that's remedial
Igor my brother, tight like Future and Casino
Know I'm official once you see me like I'm VEVO
She pushed me back once I started hittin it with the deep stroke
Young Thug, Max B, political prisoners, need to free those
Drop the pin, we'll knock 'em down, you might thinks it's bowling
His body got left under the bridge 'cause he kept on trollin
If I ever hurt your feelings, bitch, I did it on purpose
Maison Margiela stepper and that's why they nervous
I'm real wavy nigga, I should be a surfer
I can't believe your bitch blocked you and you screamed bloody murder
You said you loved her and she acted like she's Tina Turner
Ronald said you fried, Wendy and Carl Jr think you's a burger



Don't mind me, I'm just sliding 'cause I'm wavy like an 808
I ain't talking jumper when I say he 'bout to fadeaway
Stop, drop, and roll 'cause we on fire day to day,
Got a noti on my phone and it's a text like "Where you at?"
'Cause I got rizz now she curious
From boring to mysterious
Press the pedal, she got mad like "Why you driving fast and furious?"
If the mic and me get front to front you know this shit get serious
I might not be thinking straight but all these other boys delirious
Make her, hm, hella wet, turn her into aqua chick
Place a foot on streets I've been, I bet they won't survive the week
Media makes you feel unnoticed, It's attention that you seek
Every minute post a pic, addicted to the double click
You ain't really with it if you always need to think twice
You don't really get it  if they always need to act nice
Been through lows and highs, show them the receipt that i did pay the price,
Room is smelling like there is a leak up on a gas pipe
Shit light, cracked the code so many times, I've been bright
You might get slow problems when addicted to the fast life
I rock 3 stripes, playing with me, you wont get no 3 strikes
Been a G but pussies trying paint me as the bad guy
Funny how this life turns out to be
Funny how they roll they eyes but deep inside they feeling me
Funny how they wasted all now can't reload they energy
Be like Messi, wake up, get the trophy, then go back to sleep
Hard to match on the criteria,
Why you nosy? Why you asking questions? Are you Trivia?
Paint the scene messy, then I reload it, I light the city up,
Like a certain quote, "I may not be jewish but the drip Israel"


Treat the Margielas like soccer balls, I keep on kickin em
I done seen some slim fine shit but I picked the thicker one
Niggas playin with my top, act like Lil P ain't lyrical
I'm flyer than you, I pick better beats, that's just some trivia

Reload It (feat. FAB ROCK)

PESO BOY & DNZ - Money Regardless (Really Him) (feat. Lil Yhok)
"While You Wait" EP by PESO BOY Out Now 

Music by PESO BOY, DNZ and Lil Yhok
Written by PESO BOY and Lil Yhok
Composition by DNZ
Production by DNZ

Audio Recording, Editing, Mixing and Mastering by DNZ
Artwork by Gonçalo Parreira
Artwork Edit by Miguel Cal

Edited and Distributed by the Label Pitch Productions

IG:
@pesoboy.pesoboy
@dnz_1200
@lil_yhok
@goncalonevesparreira
@miguelscal
@pitch.productions

Lyrics:
PESO BOY
[Hook]
I'm really him, pull up to the show, you know that I'm rockin
Showed her a 10, that bitch eyes damn near popped out of the socket
Aren't you embarrassed 'cause while you was textin she was givin me noggin
You wanna hurt my feelings, I'm gettin that money regardless

[Verse]
You wanna hurt my feelings, I'm gettin that money regardless
I'm walkin round with a loaf, don't know what the fuck is a wallet
I'm on my grind, jump over all of the haters like ollies
You work at the supermarket, how the fuck is Lil Peso your target?!
I tell the truth, I feel like I'm Future, I'm just bein honest
I know it's about go down 'cause my bitch put her hair in a bonnet
I got that shit on today, I'm conceited, I feel like I'm flawless
Talkin about they finna rob the gang, we is the robbers
I'm rockin bape, do it so often, it's just like pajamas
Lil nigga stay throwin dirt on my name, talkin that nonsense
I don't abide by the law, guilty just like your conscience
I'm walkin round with a knot, my bitch got braids, they knotless
I wasn't trippin about that bitch, I'm Peso, I had other options
These niggas my kids and I don't like em, put 'em up for adoption
I wasn't trippin about that bitch, I'm Peso, I had other options
These niggas my kids and I don't like em, put 'em up for adoption

[Hook]
I'm really him, pull up to the show, you know that I'm rockin
Showed her a 10, that bitch eyes damn near popped out of the socket
Aren't you embarrassed 'cause while you was textin she was givin me noggin
You wanna hurt my feelings, I'm gettin that money regardless

LIL YHOK
[Verse]
They wanna hurt my feelings, I'm gettin that guap in a minute
Pull up to the show with my niggas
We taking your girl, not my opinion
Enough is enough is just my way to deal with
Green in my pocket just in case I don't feel it
She just wanna rock, percocet in her feelings
Been livin like this 'cause I trust in my vision
Me and my mom on some guapo mission
You and your mom on some daddy missin
These niggas been dissin, ain't givin reasons
All this plates on my songs , I'm finna wash the dishes
You can steal my swag, I am for the people
But don't be surprised to get on ridiculousness
You don't know what the business is
If you turn to a opp it get critical

PESO BOY
[Hook]
I'm really him, pull up to the show, you know that I'm rockin
Showed her a 10, that bitch eyes damn near popped out of the socket
Aren't you embarrassed 'cause while you was textin she was givin me noggin
You wanna hurt my feelings, I'm gettin that money regardless
I'm really him, pull up to the show, you know that I'm rockin
Showed her a 10, that bitch eyes damn near popped out of the socket
Aren't you embarrassed 'cause while you was textin she was givin me noggin
You wanna hurt my feelings, I'm gettin that money regardless


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Money Regardless (Really Him) [feat. Lil Yhok] [Prod. DNZ]

PESO BOY & DNZ - Beef (feat. YunLilo)

Music by PESO BOY, DNZ and Yun Lilo
Written by PESO BOY and YunLilo
Composition by DNZ
Production by DNZ

Audio Recording, Editing, Mixing and Mastering by DNZ
Artwork by Gonçalo Parreira
Artwork Edit by Miguel Cal

Edited and Distributed by the Label Pitch Productions

IG:
@pesoboy.pesoboy
@dnz_1200
@yunliloo
@goncalonevesparreira
@miguelscal
@pitch.productions

Lyrics:
PESO BOY
[Hook]
I ain't gone run from the beef, I ain't done with the beef
My lil nigga just got home, he went dumb with the beef
Ain't gone run from the beef, I ain't done with the beef
My lil nigga just got home, he went dumb with the beef

[Verse]
I'm a boss, I feel like Meek
Drop the top, we heat your street
Niggas geeks they beef on tweets
You ain't got no game, need cheats
How you bring sand to the beach?
I put bad hoes under sheets
I could never cuff a freak
No love, it's beat, skeet, delete
I'm the nigga you wanna be
I know you wish you was me
Back in 8th grade I was bumpin that Lil Herb Pistol P
Swear they need to free Big Meech
Need to get high I can't sleep
Don't invite me to your crib, I'll make your whole shit smell like weed
I ain't gon run from the beef, I ain't done with the beef
Used to be on honor roll but now you stuck in some beef?
You was a mild mannered kid but now you a thug in streets?
Smokin on Pepe Le Pew and my opps runnin from me
Heard they gunnin for me, you must be fuckin with me
I be laughin at my haters I'm havin fun with the beef
I be laughin at my haters I'm havin fun with the beef
I be laughin at my haters I'm havin fun with the beef

[Hook]
I ain't gone run from the beef, I ain't done with the beef
My lil nigga just got home, he went dumb with the beef
Ain't gone run from the beef, I ain't done with the beef
My lil nigga just got home, he went dumb with the beef

YUNLILO
[Verse]
Done with the beef,
Why the fuck we beef for?
I'm done with the bitch,
Not the same as before
We go dumb getting rich,
Why the fuck you stick for?
Packs getting shipped,
That's how much I need tho
Cap little bitch,
Who the fuck you speak for?
Cap if you're rich,
How the fuck your bitch broke?
Cap little bitch,
Who the fuck you speak for?
Spazz with the shit,
Not even my beast mode
Ass been in trips all over the big globe
Sex with a freak,
Damn I really miss those
Set with the beef,
Clapper get your clique blown
Blast at these pricks, wonder what they did wrong
Okay,
Huh,
Blast at these pricks, Wonder what they did wrong, huh

PESO BOY
[Hook]
I ain't gone run from the beef, I ain't done with the beef
My lil nigga just got home, he went dumb with the beef
Ain't gone run from the beef, I ain't done with the beef
My lil nigga just got home, he went dumb with the beef



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Single Released under the Label Pitch Productions

Beef (feat. YunLilo) [Prod. DNZ]

Projeto de Estreia da dupla PESO BOY & FAB ROCK, Editado através da Pitch Productions

Letras por PESO BOY & FAB ROCK, Yunlilo, Yhok!
Música por PESO BOY & FAB ROCK, DNZ, Shaman
Rec, Mix & Master por DNZ
Pós-Produção por DNZ

RELOAD IT (BONUS TRACK)

PAPER

SHARKS (Prod. DNZ)

STUPID/INSANE FREESTYLE

WALKIN’ ON CLOUDS (feat. YHOK)

MODERN POETRY

NO SHOULDER

SAND TO THE BEACH

MASSACHUSETTS (Prod. DNZ)

GINUWINE (feat. YunLilo)

DISCIPLINE

[Hook]
You know that I do it, that money pursuin
My bitch complicated I solve her like rubiks
My lawyers is jewish, my bitch is a nudist
I got a white plug and that nigga named Lewis (x2)

[Verse 1: PE$0]
P-E-S-O-B-O-Y yeah that’s me
On the regular I'm havin them racks in my jeans
I'm rockin Dsquared bro rockin Supreme
I curved that hoe bitch said I was mean
Baby you could have me yeah maybe in a dream
Them boys flexed up? We totin red beams
Smoke gas with my niggas yeah we blowin off steam
Boy think he fresher than me he on drugs
Might leave with every single hoe in the club
Don't follow rules, bitch imma thug
Just like my favorite rapper shoutout Young Thug
He said he havin cash, don’t know about that
The 12 pull up, you know he gon rat
When the hoes pop out, you know he gon cap
My niggas don’t know switch, they knowin that’s facts

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Fab Rock]
Don't fuck with us, we are menaces 
Young niggas tryna run the road of riches
Bitch got thick cause my dick's a fitness 
The more I grind the more I get ambitious 
Finna get a lick and multiply my shit
You just gossip while I do my thing
Overcoming problems like a math quiz
Try to front and get knocked out the frame quick
Hard to catch me slippin, designers got grip
But Karen doesnt want to respect the drip
Balmain my face, Balenciaga my feet
The last in monopoly, I'm running this bitch
I got this in checkmate, more life for us mate
I fuck then dash on a hoe cause I dont date
Rolling around in the city when its late
All of my niggas pull up and we gang gang

[Hook]

Know That I Do It

Know That I Do It (Prod. Pluto)

[Hook: Fab Rock]
Magic Mirror on the wall
Do I need to watch my back?
Everyday we on a race
Hope I'm never falling back
My ex is on NFL she be playing running back
This AK my crib protects and my shooter got the mac (x2)

[Verse 1: Fab Rock]
Keep on grinding, watch your steps
Do your best, improve your act
Ain't no slowing on my laps
Wasting time? I'm done with that!
FAB ROCK, I got eyes on the field
I be making them plays like a point guard
Shooting for 3, This aint a SONATA
But I play them keys like I'm Mozart
Quarterback of rap, the way I spit bullets
Rolling down the block with bi-turbo
Big brush ain't no Picasso
Pull up on a camper, peek a boo
Should've called myself beat slayer
I be drilling beats with no power tool
Pessimistic lame ass nigga with no motivations
I don't fuck with you
I'm Chasing money, I'm not chasing you
Ain't no telling when we making moves
Showed up at the party, shawty looking at me
Imma make her fall in love then zoom
Shift my gears up, rear-view clean
Now I'm finna be impeccable
Hold up hater, I ain't Tom Cruise
So my mission ain't impossible

[Hook]

[Verse 2: PE$0]
My new whip shine clean no toothpaste
Fucked that bitch in expensive duvéts
Niggas soft they sweet as soufflés
Try and run game get played like 2K
Walk in the party I might pop a pill
I smell like Givenchy I look like a meal
His bitch lookin at me now he’s in his feels
Don't want her, she dusty so lil nigga chill
Got a thot bitch she ride like quadbike
You talkin shit just to hide behind squad right
She could leave me I got hoes so it’s all right
I'm with the gang and we partyin all night
Walk in the spot and I'm cozy as fuck in some adidas joggers
I got yo lil wifey and she gon obey me just like  I'm her father
Niggas stay talkin that shit I'm not concerned
To drip like this man it gotta take hard work
Latina on my line she suck me like starburst
Don't give a fuck young nigga I'm a baller

[Hook]

Running Back (Prod. QThaProducer)

Crazy 808s (Prod. HD$)

Benz (Prod. Sxpply)

[Hook]
Bad bitch I hit from the back
I’m with gang countin up stacks
Heard your new shit it was wack
Ooh, yuh, delete that track (x2)

[Verse 1]
She suck on that dick eat that dick like salami
Shooter got more bodies than Light Yagami
Got a bad bitch man she look like Ashanti
Bout my money shake him down like Chris Moltisanti
Chains on my neck yeah they frosty the snowman
Bitch I don’t know no nigga lamer than yo man
Said that I’m broke? He must be jokin
Versace collection that’s expensive clothing
Chains on my neck yeah they tight yea they chokin
I’m deep in that pussy she can’t take my strokin
Beat it and don’t text it back her heart broken
But don’t you blame I’m just goin thru the motions
He think this fortnite we takin his v bucks
Drip is so cold think I came out the freezer
I be havin extra cheese like a pizza
You cannot imagine how many dudes she fucked

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I got all the pieces they callin me Reese
Don’t fuck wit him, why? Cause he the police
I don’t reply to no hatin ass tweets
I’m countin this money and killin these beats
They wanna spill tea I just be mean muggin
These niggas love gossip they wanna hear something
Eurico and Igor yea them my twin brothers
The glizzy it stay close to me like a cousin
I’m a real nigga do shit that you doesn’t 
I just want the pussy she callin me husband
Everybody look when I arrive at the function
If you want some drip I can give you instructions
Stop buyin fake shit cause that is not it
Don’t copy IG niggas find ya own drip
These niggas want my family to say RIP
Tesla cybertruck can’t shoot at the whip

[Hook]

You know what time it is

Delete That Track (Prod. CARTIER SOSA x Rome x simmi)

Tell your sister to follow me on instagram :/

[Lyrics]
Bitch I am not on earth, I am on the moon
We come to yo block and lay you down while kids watchin cartoons
She say "Papi why you lie(July) to me?" BITCH, we in June
And they ask about that mixtape and I swear it's comin soon (x2)

[Verse 1:]
Young pretty baller guess I stepped up on the scene
Got yo bitch at the crib gimme face like maybeline
All these niggas fake so I cannot be trusting
It is scary how he moving so I call him Charlie Sheen
And bitch I got them racks on me
Pussy ass lil nigga tried to cap on me
Kidnap him, his body guess they found it the trash homie
Make him dissapear but I ain't talkin snapchat homie
And that's a fact homie
White air forces, pullin up in horses
That hoe got a big booty, Think I'm finna explore it
She callin me, texts I'm ignoring, it's boring
Hit the pussy good late night I had her snoring
Hitters on deck give a fuck about a bitch
I don't mean no disrespect but just sign my fuckin check
And all of my niggas stackin figures cause we rich
First the money and the power then the hoes come next

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Pack in the mail now they callin me Dababy
I just might leave the fuckin club wit yo lady
She think that I'm finna love man that's crazy
I'm focused on my grind and a nigga don't be skatin
And on my t-shirt that's a kenzo that's a tiger
Don't come close that muhfucka he gon bite ya
Shooters on the roof man they ready to snipe ya
She keep callin my phone guess she wantin me to pipe her

On the Moon (Prod. level)

DSQ2 (feat. Joe Kyo) [Prod. KFODT]

Set The Stage (Prod. VITALS)

Thong Song (Prod. NIICO)

Had to drop a banger with my boy for these hoe ass niggaz!!!!

Interscope (feat. YunLilo) [Prod. lito]

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