Chuuwee, Trizz - Peso lyrics
[Chuuwee, Trizz - Peso lyrics]
If I wasn't a fan of my previous work then
I'd probably be hating on me and myself
If you can't get no money or no opportunities
You should be tryna recenter your wealth
I think if I was dusty and crusty or bummy
Then I would be asking for somebody help
I always been anxious to make me some payment
So Ima just get up and do it myself
I'm working on my apology game
I’m in the business of heartache and pain
26 albums and counting I'm saying
I'm telling you my whole discography bang
Travel the the globe which you probably can't
Bitch if I ain't the goat
Then I'm probably saint
She like the idea of me calling her baby
But actually she got the hots for a chain
I got the hots for a thot i
Got a cot at her spot
I been out doing a lot i'm
Making runs to the bank oh, i deposit a lot
I wasn't flexing at all i been on
Flexoril hard in connection with God
She let me unfasten her bra I
Get ass in the car
Then I'm bout to have sex with her jaw
Show up show and show out
They know what it's about
Show some respect when you open your mouth
Sell out a show when we go to the South
Collect us a rack and go back to the house
Low key as a mouse mean as grouch
Get high as a bitch fall asleep on the couch
Wake up and get money it's back to the count
Don't fuck up the numbers, we calling you out
They call and we bounce no stallin you out
And pay us up front or we all in your house
Flattin your tires, we pressing your spouse
You coughing up something and all of it now
We smoking for free niggas blowing a pound
Get high in a dorm with a bitch on the ground
And her friend going down man
It's hoes all around
You know how it go when we all in your town
I'd probably be hating on me and myself
If you can't get no money or no opportunities
You should be tryna recenter your wealth
I think if I was dusty and crusty or bummy
Then I would be asking for somebody help
I always been anxious to make me some payment
So Ima just get up and do it myself
I'm working on my apology game
I’m in the business of heartache and pain
26 albums and counting I'm saying
I'm telling you my whole discography bang
Travel the the globe which you probably can't
Bitch if I ain't the goat
Then I'm probably saint
She like the idea of me calling her baby
But actually she got the hots for a chain
I got the hots for a thot i
Got a cot at her spot
I been out doing a lot i'm
Making runs to the bank oh, i deposit a lot
I wasn't flexing at all i been on
Flexoril hard in connection with God
She let me unfasten her bra I
Get ass in the car
Then I'm bout to have sex with her jaw
Show up show and show out
They know what it's about
Show some respect when you open your mouth
Sell out a show when we go to the South
Collect us a rack and go back to the house
Low key as a mouse mean as grouch
Get high as a bitch fall asleep on the couch
Wake up and get money it's back to the count
Don't fuck up the numbers, we calling you out
They call and we bounce no stallin you out
And pay us up front or we all in your house
Flattin your tires, we pressing your spouse
You coughing up something and all of it now
We smoking for free niggas blowing a pound
Get high in a dorm with a bitch on the ground
And her friend going down man
It's hoes all around
You know how it go when we all in your town