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Lyrics

[Intro: PE$O PETE] Okay, okay, okay I don't even, I don't even know why I'm doin' this, bruh This beat is weird, but— *Coughing* Uh [Verse 1: PE$O PETE & shofu] Movin' through the snow, big bro' in the parka jack' Ice hits the skin and flips back like a starter cap Bitch, I know your favorite rapper trash with no starter stats Prolly see him on the bench when I'm runnin' past I'm on the mission like no other, so I'm runnin' fast I'm with the bitches and they mothers, so I'm comin' fast And the triggers lightweight, one tap, boy, I'm gunnin' fast In the pussy, I go Thundercat But at the same time, the landline sets the stone I see the signal in the sky and I'm set to go I see the look up in they eyes when they test the bro' I see the hook hit by surprise, then they rest below Uh, big boy poppin' out the denim jacket I'd rather get caught wit' it than forget to pack it The rotation so tight, don't forget to pass it I wasn't born last week, I've been hittin' classes And I hope my words hit the masses I'm devisin' a plan to kill all you bastards And it starts with this, next verse finna start like this, uh (Uh) [Verse 2: shofu & PE$O PETE] Nigga, you ain't ever hurt like this Nigga, you ain't have to get it for your fam' and put in work like this Zero dollars for the frown, but the smirk priceless Rajon Rondo, you gon' hear every word I spit I shine bright, it don't matter how much dirt I get I got a gentle sunny charm and a stern ice wrist You look directly at a nigga, you get burnt eyelids That's why yo' hoe stay on my wood, that's my termite, bitch I told her get on her knees She a burger takin' bread for the meat Kill the cat, then from my head, she deletes Nigga, learn how to watch, there's nothin' better to see And I ain't never seen a hater doing better than me (Nah) I ignore 'em, life got me feeling stressed on this beat (Sheesh) My mama always prayed her son would stay blessed in these streets (Uh) Cold nights, used to sleep in a bed with no sheets (Why it sound like, murder?) But fast-forward, living good, got all the bread we could eat [Verse 3: PE$O PETE] Uh, yeah, we eatin' good For the money, boy, I'm fiendin' good (Yeah) Dinner date with ya bitch, make her eat the wood (Ugh) She grab my dick like a mic', like she speak the wood She brought her friend to peep the wood, meet-and-greet the wood (Damn) I feel greater, number one star player Big boy, only taller prolly Eren Yeager (Big boy, only taller prolly Eren Yeager) Straight gas and the grabba got me feelin' Slater I always knew you was a hater, homie, see you later (Why?) This tag team, straight-to-the-bag team Think about the money When I don't, it's a bad dream Think about the process and the struggles and the sad things Remember, pressure always hasn't been a bad thing I was a V-V in the rough with a bag dream Turn-pipe dream, fuck-on-yo'-wife dream Big bank crackin', think-my-stock-finna-rise dream And hope-that-you-die dream, bitch boy [Beat Switch] [Outro: shofu & PE$O PETE] Big bank crackin', big bank crackin' Raise your hands to God, they told me, "Anything can happen" (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ain't shit funny, tell 'em why a nigga laughing I just moved into a mansion, spent the paper [?] (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Now my niggas gassin' Niggas straight mackin' (Haha, fuck)