Pe$o Pete, BZARGOODBOY - ​elina lyrics

Next girl I fuck
I'mma settle down to marry her (God damn)
People kinda, this shit the merrier
(Ayo, oddwin! Omar on the come
Up! Come up! Come up)
I'm the, big bad wolf, you just a terrier
(Alright, hold up)
I just whipped a pistol out on dog
He shook his derrière ()
This ain't a gang sign, nigga
This a barrier broke and contagious and you
Lookin' like a carrier
Must be stupid thinkin' he rarer than me
Yeah, you may be rare, but
On the real, past me, it don't get rarier
Niggas gettin' popped at the docks
Ain't no playin' around tell him
"Put that gun up or be a man down"
Yo' best intеrest fuckin' wit' my
Crew is to stand down
Buddy hit him with that "Fah-Fah"
It blew his pants down uh, hе understand now
Hated on my music in the past, she a stan now
Used to look down on them drugs
I'm a fan now
You wasn't givin' good enough big
She a man now if the money ain't the topic
Don't make sense to me made it out of Flint
Physically but never mentally
Lot of you won't ever understand
What it meant to me
'Cause everything I have right now is
What it did for me
The world black and white
Cross me once and then it's history
When you mention music
I'mma make sure that you mention me
I just chugged a potion in
The stu' to boost efficiency
And PETE passed me that blunt and
That shit fuckin' up my sensory
Write in my obituary and songs
So they remember me
I'm number one and sippin' on
The same number density
Diamonds, Ben Franks in my hand
So consensually
I'm top dog, captain of my team
Ain't no benchin' me
You could do everything I do, potentially
That hate I get while doin' what I love
Won't let it get to me
​tula, black denim, and some Birks
That's a fit to me
Why would I need love with this
Nigga team kissin' me? Uh

I been off nic' for a month, bitch
I'm still sweatin'
I been off rips, smokin' blunts
This is real pressure
Armament Haki on my glick
I'm a steel stretcher
Ah, this ain't no fuckin' mochi
I was booted up, super stuck
Bitches tryna grope me
Jit runnin' off with my set
Really tried to clone me
This shit hittin' different, show respect
Don't you try to hoe me
Stop the talkin' shit
Shit talkin' might just leave you holy
Bar to the dome, home alone, ready for combat
​zar got the scope
Hitcho throat and I won't pause that
Charge, so I go, different flows
Finna go off track
Drive in yo' hoe, hit her hole
Finna go golfin' talkin' about on top
But I was fuckin' reachin'
I'mma let some fuckin' bullets fly
On my Marco Phoenix
And that chopper bisexual, wait
What that mean? And my chopper bisexual
Hitcho king and queen
Get it? 'Cause Marco beat they ass!
I was hittin' jokes at the Target
My mama beat my ass
Fuckin' melatonin, Perc' thirty
Finna sleep my ass
I was with the shit's, no dukey
I ain't eatin' ass
She was off that white, skeetin' snow
I'm finna sleet that ass
Shiny when I kick it, she gon' lick
Then I cleat that ass
That means I kick her out!
Stayin' on my path, never lag
Never switch her out
Watch where he step, got that TEC
I'mma give him doubt (Ha)
Say he up next, that's a stretch
I press "X" to doubt
Fuck sex, want the neck, told her
"Give me mouth"
"X" marks the spot, red dot
I'm gon' X him out ah! Ahaha!
Ah! bzar on the track, it's a fact
Li'l bitch yeah, ooh