Shofu, Pe$o Pete - IMPEL DOWN lyrics

Yeah, okay (This shit so hard) uh, ooh

Omar on the come up! (Come up)

I love you, bster

We don't fuck around, caught him lackin'
Shit was free smoke
Bitch, I feel like Kaido
Whole squad goin' beast mode (Uh)
How the fuck you think that for this shit
There could be cheat codes?
My heart turnin' frigid, but
Where I'm from, you don't see snow
My heart told me, "Get
It", so these blessins, i need mo'
(Uh, huh)
Made some bad decisions, but my mission
What I bleed fo'
Too focused on winnin', fuck these bitches
I don't need hoes


I feel like a baker 'bout my bread, bitch
I need dough this the type of money have
A bummy jit twеak mo'
Champion status, make a prude bitch freak hoе
(yeah) lost a lot my homies
I all I got is my elite fo'
Smokin' on my lonely, fuck a
Siph, it's just PETE, bro'

Aye, fuck around? This shit
Get nastier than Rico
This ain't social media
We cancel 'em like Nino
Empty clip, I reload
Blast it through the peephole (Bah)
I don't shoot to miss
This shit is easy like a free throw
Run up in his home, we got them tools out
It's a depot
Bangin' in a mask like I was Victor Oladipo
Standin' on that corner
Cops was lurkin' right on Pico
If one my niggas sing
Then this gon' be about a C note
(Why it sound like)

Why you actin' creep fo'?
Snakes? I delete those
I be singin' C notes
Yo' bitch thought PE$O was Deko
Money counter, Chatterbox
And you know what it speak fo'
I need hunnid for a eight and I
Need double just to speak mo'
Mixin' up the money, transformation
Sprite is purple
How we movin', you get sacrificed
Just step into the circle
I'mma do this 'til the afterlife
My aftermath is further due
So even if you kill me, when I die
This shit hurtin' you

My bitch bad, Angelina, how she curvin' you
Uh we make magic, all my
Shooters hit like Türkoğlu, uh
Push the whip like Ricky Bobby
How I'm swervin' through, uh
It's like magic, how you vanish from a 32
L-A native, you don't get
It? You not worthy, too
Niggas know about me, how I break it down
It's surgical last nigga that hated got
Dementia and it's terminal
Welcome to the show, then the curtains drew
(Graow! Bah)

Catchin' many bodies, fuck a funeral
The service through
Heatin' up my block, shit is hot, man
The furnace full wolf in sheep's clothin'
I expose 'em like I'm burnin' wool
I ain't talkin' wrenches or them ratchets
When I turn the tool
No, I don't pity fools
How your ass is simpin'
Like you don't know what these bitches do
Don't you get it twisted
You can't get me, this my pinnacle
New level pivotal back up in them days
We traded change for residuals
Homie, nowadays, money rain, too much change
Make 'em hate
'cause this money that I make
Way too much for individual
This the shit I'm livin' through
This the shit I'm givin' you
Yo' flock lookin' miniscule
We move like them griffins do

Uh, chopper gospel, how it's liftin' you
(Bah) might fuck up your future
We ain't movin' like them Pippens do
Came with arms and hammers, home improvement
How I grip the tool
Your favorite rapper sucks
It doesn't matter who you listen to

If it ain't me, fuck that nigga
He was bringing down the team
Had to cut that nigga
Gun big, it shoot Bullet Bills
You can't duck that, nigga
Catch you sleepin' with the fish
We gon' gut that nigga, for real

Fuck PE$O (PE$O, PE$O, PE$O)

Hahaha, yeah! LMTLESS
God damn