Besos

Lyrics

[Intro: pcajay] Aye, Aye [Chorus: pcajay] We finna pop that boy like a xan Choppa gon' heat his ass like a tan How much you want? Think I need a band What is you on? Thinking you a fan Yo' bitch be touching, feeling on my pants Niggas be hating but ain't throwing hands We saw ya mans and that pussy ran I took his chain and put it on the gram You don't do shit nigga you a nuisance I'm skipping class nigga I was truant Been had these racks nigga thought you knew it She wanna fuck so I said let's do it [Verse 1: pcajay] She wanna fuck so I said let's get it Niggas be capping they ain't really did it Niggas be capping they ain't really with it Pull out the choppa taking off his fitted How much you want? Think I need some millions Then after that imma touch a billion I just want racks give a fuck about your feelings Did this myself so it's fuck yo opinion Call up my brothers cause' I'm on a mission I'm in the trap nigga look at the ceiling Walk out the trap I got crack on my denim She wanna fuck I'll be therе in a minute She on her pеriod I told that bitch "What the fuck is that?, ain't that shit inside a sentence" Can't hit a lick on me I am mysterious That ho turned crazy I think she delirious These niggas keep tryna diss me they think that they better than me I'm like bro are you serious? Bring up the beef I'll kill that nigga Try to diss me I'll drill you nigga I think they hate me because I'm a real ass nigga I'll keep it a trill ass nigga Shout out to oxy Cause' if he talk down on the gang pop that boy like a pill ass nigga If I don't see at least a mill on my plate I ain't signing a deal ass nigga [Verse 2: Marjety] I want a billboard hit Jeff Bezos I called up Jay told him put me on besos Big ass stick make a Lil nigga K.O Talking that shit Lil nigga better lay low Oh, that's yo thot? Finna spread her like mayo She said she want vacay ain't talking Barbados Hooping on niggas get to feeling like Jay tho Sing to these bitches like my nigga Cayo Hit that nigga with a blat like Faygo (blat) Me and Jay got the sauce not talking alfredo (blat) She play on my balls like that shit was play-doh Yeah I'm finna blow just like a volcano You already know I don't like to play tho The D-R-A-C-O don't play tho Alamo Records, they tried to sign me I had to say no They tried to put a young nigga on the payroll Finna dance on this hoe like Ayo & Teo Only thing I'm worried about is counting my pesos Finna flip me a nigga and spin him just like a tornado (flip me a nigga yuhh) If he keep talking that shit, we finna knock his face off [Chorus: PCAJAY] We finna pop that boy like a xan Choppa gon' heat his ass like a tan How much you want? Think I need a band What is you on? Thinking you a fan Yo' bitch be touching, feeling on my pants Niggas be hating but ain't throwing hands We saw ya mans and that pussy ran I took his chain and put it on the gram You don't do shit nigga you a nuisance I'm skipping class nigga I was truant Been had these racks nigga thought you knew it She wanna fuck so I said let's do it