PesoFlexin

Lyrics

[Intro: Fenix Flexin] Ayy (The Mob is not a business, it's a way of life) Ayy, ayy Bitch Ooh, ooh [Chorus: Fenix Flexin] I'm with Peso, niggas know that that my twin (That my twin) No half stepping, niggas thugging 'til the end ('Til the end) Where to start, bitch? Where do I begin? (Ayy, ayy) (Ooh, Quad, this shit bang) I'll get that nigga gone, drop the pin I'm with Peso, niggas know we really on that (Really on that) You talking shit, we leaving brains on the doormat (Buh, buh) You got some Wock'? Oowee, we finna pour that (Finna pour that) This bitch begging for the dick with her ho ass (Yeah, ho) I'm with Peso, niggas know we really thuggin' (Really thuggin') We be poppin' Percocets by the dozen (Poppin' Perkies) I was doing all the things that you wasn't (That you wasn't) I be faded off this lean, I ain't buzzin' (Sippin' drank) [Verse 1: Peso Peso] I got five chopsticks on the kitchen counter I can understand the fact that you would never want your bitch around me I'm in a Bentley and my nigga Glizzy splashed up in a Hyundai All these chains 'round my neck, thought I joined the Illuminati Yeah, PesoFlexin, but it came from moving big weight He went to jail and started telling, he ain't make it past intake I'm a master in the trap, call me Peso Sensei And how you hating on me when you ain't even got your rent paid? All my whips real fast, but that don't mean I wanna race Get on the side of my car and I'ma open up your face And, yeah, you got chopsticks, but you ain't gon' shoot shit So let's keep it real nigga, man, you ain't really that safe with it I'll splash up, whack a nigga quick, broad day with it You broke and I'm rich, lil' nigga, we are way different I got kicked out of school, I ain't get a cap and gown And when you walk in my trap, you gotta get patted down And I be drippin' so hard, lil' bitch, grab a towel And if you ain't beneficial, don't bring your ass around Ayy, I'm getting money in my new whip These niggas talking on the 'net, but when they see me, ain't gon' do shit Do my dirt by myself 'cause these niggas got loose lips And I'm in your bitch mouth like some motherfucking toothpicks And me and Fenix locked in, play with him, I'ma shoot shit I just finessed on the plug, now that nigga's all clueless I'm with Fenix, lil' nigga, we got hoes on the way A nigga better not play 'cause we know where he stay And we be running to the money 'cause we don't wanna wait And, nigga, how is you a boss? You ain't holding no weight Yeah, I'm with Fenix, lil' nigga, bitch, we flexed up After we go and rescore, nigga, gon' put the rest up Nah, we ain't next up, nigga, we the best up And they talking like they got it, but these niggas need to catch up [Verse 2: Fenix Flexin] Put that lil' money up, this some big boy shit You ain't fucking that bitch right, she need some big boy dick Ayy (Ayy), big bands on me, I got 'em right now Tell that pussy ass nigga, "Better pipe down" I'll go and bless a nigga, send him up to God We done made it out the struggle, niggas beat the odds If it wasn't for this rap, I'd be tryna rob Shoot a opp in his leg like he Cheddar Bob We'll kill a nigga mama playing with the mob I done came a long way from working at a job Sold dope, nigga, I sold Xans Now I'm making bands, nigga, out in France Ooh, this bitch, she tryna get me out my pants I be buying hella Bape from Japan You ain't thuggin', you just thuggin' for the 'Gram God damn, that's that shit I can't stand Nigga, you ain't even on that type of time Fenix Flexin, I'm with Peso, we don't play around Ayy, like I'm penny pinching, I won't drop a dime This bitch say she hate a nigga, told her, "Get in line" I be hangin' with the birds, I ain't with the slimes Hit her with that Perc' dick and it blew her mind I'ma fuck her from the back, feel it in her spine Bitch, I ain't no minute nigga, I be taking time [Chorus: Fenix Flexin] I'm with Peso, niggas know that that my twin (That my twin) No half stepping, niggas thugging 'til the end ('Til the end) Where to start, bitch? Where do I begin? (Ayy, ayy) I'll get that nigga gone, drop the pin I'm with Peso, niggas know we really on that (Really on that) You talking shit, we leaving brains on the doormat (Buh, buh) You got some Wock'? Oowee, we finna pour that (Finna pour that) This bitch begging for the dick with her ho ass (Yeah, ho) I'm with Peso, niggas know we really thuggin' (Really thuggin') We be poppin' Percocets by the dozen (Poppin' Perkies) I was doing all the things that you wasn't (That you wasn't) I be faded off this lean, I ain't buzzin' (Sippin' drank)