Pe$o Pete, Swerzie - ROTTEN IN PARADISE! lyrics

​grax, what the fuck?

Okay!

Y'all be lyin' in yo' lyrics
That shit deceitful
Off the Perkie, I'm a zombie
Feel like Resident Evil (Aye)
She was tight, but that's light
I done threaded the needle
Dropped the top wit' bald like I'm
Flyin' the eagle
I'm out in Cali smokin' legal
But my bitch is illegal (Yuh)
Switch clips, makin' movies
I ain't workin' at Regal
When I get my first bag
Turn the crib to cathedral
(SHINY PACK! Shiny Pokémon Sparkle)
Cut a bitch off
I don't care if she bleedin'
I ain't wit' the wing
Look like Marco the Phoenix (Aye)
I ain't wit' the fuckery
I swear I don't need it
He ain't gettin' in my section
'cause I'm already leavin'

Fuck PE$O

Fo' A-R's on the side of the Humma
(Side of the Humma)
I just pulled up at a dome
He like, "Hommina, hommina, hommina
Hommina"
Shut the fuck up, I don't got time
(I don't got time)
Either you gon' quit the talkin'
Or you losin' ya life (Losin' ya life)
Either you gon' stop the cap or
I'mma pull out the rif'
(Pull out the rif')
This ya only chance to fix it
Better make this shit right
(Make this shit right)
And shout-out the homie, PE$O
That the homie, we tight
(Homie, we tight)
Heard somebody talked on Ryan
Better know it's on sight
(Know it's on sight)
And I got a fuckin' red dot
On the Glock in my sight (Glock in my sight)
Dropped a diss song in the mornin'
Dropped him in the night
(Dropped him in the night)
I ain't fightin' 'bout a thing
I'm gonna let the Glock fight
(Let the Glock fight)
And I ain't writin' none, know this
But all these hollows gon' write
(Hollows gon' write) how you broke
Comin' at me? Stay in ya shell
(Stay in ya shell)
How you think you gon' surpass me
But they makin' one sale?
(Makin' one sale?)
And you thought that shit would be sweet
But now I'm givin' you hell
(Givin' you hell)
And you thought I wouldn't shoot
But now I'm givin' you shells
(Givin' you shells)
I'm in the party rollin' deep, Adele
(Adele) i don't trust a single person
'cause these muhfuckers tell
(Muhfuckers tell) if the police ask me shit
Then that shit ringin' the bell
(Ringin' the bell)
Ain't gon' hit, try to take my chain
And I'mma point it and spill, bitch
(Point it and spill)

Heh, I really would though let up, skrrt!