Pe$o Pete - WE GOT QUARANTINED AT MELTYCANONS HOUSE lyrics
[Pe$o Pete - WE GOT QUARANTINED AT MELTYCANONS HOUSE lyrics]
You wanna get high?
Ugh uh, okay
What? I'm like, uh
Sippin' on purple, Thwack
Keep me a greatsword, don't need a strap
Might leave his line, flat
Pockets on slam, that shit is fat
Down B the menu, you gon' watch the Kaboom
You finna die from whatever I choose
Burn up his guap, then I'm gone, I Zoom
Shit, wait, I'm goin' all out
Kathwack, boy, I'm takin' 'em all out
I need the bag 'cause whenever I ball out
Castin' these spells 'til my M-P is all out
Sippin' elixir, lean lean lean leanin'
I might just fall down dance with the Devil
The Glock in her ball gown
Ran out of gas, so the plug who I call now
Forty-eight sluts
So that shit get to fuckin'
Ask how my face when I run it
Need to get blazed like how
I brought the sun in
Say you smoke fire, but it's big Combusken
Uh, seein' blue faces, I like the complexion
I was down bad, broke and stressin'
Tanjiro Sun Breath, saw the connection
Incineroar, I keep that fire on me
Kokushibo, all her eyes on me
Millennium Puzzle, an eye on me
Rollin' the 'Wood, I'm fried low-key
Movin' our Percs, might O-D
Tryna get high on my lonely
Buzz yo' bitch, my vibe low-key
Who the fuck PE$O? She might know me
Pull out the Glock and he duck like mallard
Wings on the whip, Meta Knight Halberd
Nuclear fission, Einstein Albert
Diamonds keep dancin'
My wrist like ballerina
Pour up a four up inside of
Super Smash, knock him out the arena
She wanna fight? Make her sign an agreement
Palutena, boy, I need me the green one
Every time PE$O start rappin'
I'm floatin'
Every time you start rappin', you choke it
Art of the cards, shout-out to Token
Big ass bitch, big ass titties
Got blue hunnids, got green fifties (Yuh)
Glock might rip, shit get swifty (Yah)
Or however you pronounce that shit
(Ha ha ha ha ha) uh, why it sound like
Bitch
Ugh uh, okay
What? I'm like, uh
Sippin' on purple, Thwack
Keep me a greatsword, don't need a strap
Might leave his line, flat
Pockets on slam, that shit is fat
Down B the menu, you gon' watch the Kaboom
You finna die from whatever I choose
Burn up his guap, then I'm gone, I Zoom
Shit, wait, I'm goin' all out
Kathwack, boy, I'm takin' 'em all out
I need the bag 'cause whenever I ball out
Castin' these spells 'til my M-P is all out
Sippin' elixir, lean lean lean leanin'
I might just fall down dance with the Devil
The Glock in her ball gown
Ran out of gas, so the plug who I call now
Forty-eight sluts
So that shit get to fuckin'
Ask how my face when I run it
Need to get blazed like how
I brought the sun in
Say you smoke fire, but it's big Combusken
Uh, seein' blue faces, I like the complexion
I was down bad, broke and stressin'
Tanjiro Sun Breath, saw the connection
Incineroar, I keep that fire on me
Kokushibo, all her eyes on me
Millennium Puzzle, an eye on me
Rollin' the 'Wood, I'm fried low-key
Movin' our Percs, might O-D
Tryna get high on my lonely
Buzz yo' bitch, my vibe low-key
Who the fuck PE$O? She might know me
Pull out the Glock and he duck like mallard
Wings on the whip, Meta Knight Halberd
Nuclear fission, Einstein Albert
Diamonds keep dancin'
My wrist like ballerina
Pour up a four up inside of
Super Smash, knock him out the arena
She wanna fight? Make her sign an agreement
Palutena, boy, I need me the green one
Every time PE$O start rappin'
I'm floatin'
Every time you start rappin', you choke it
Art of the cards, shout-out to Token
Big ass bitch, big ass titties
Got blue hunnids, got green fifties (Yuh)
Glock might rip, shit get swifty (Yah)
Or however you pronounce that shit
(Ha ha ha ha ha) uh, why it sound like
Bitch