Pe$o Pete - YONKO MUSIC! lyrics

Ayo, oddwin! We wanna see yo' dance, ayo
Oddwin! Aye!

Ayo, oddwin!

AyeAye oh oh (Oh uh)
Uh, uh, uh uh (yeah, yeah) uh

When I step up on they ship, shit
Everybody K-O get a grip
Ride 'round East Blue Sea
Wit' Benn Beckman, you know my shooters hit
Ride 'round East Blue Sea wit' Lucky Roux
You lucky if he miss
Ride 'round, Yasopp on my side
If you in a scope, you might just die
(If you in a scope, you might just die)
Bitch, I stay wit' my crew
Rep' that "Red-Haired" shit wit' pride
I tell all my shooters, "Shoot"
In this sea, it's do or die


Bitch, I stay wit' my crew
Bitch, I stay wit' my slime
I tell all my shooters, "Shoot" (Aha)

What's a Devil Fruit to this 9?
What's a Devil Fruit to this Haki?
Man, what's a Devil Fruit to this blade?
Might just coat this blade in
Haki and tell that bitch, "Get out my way"
Bitch, I stay up in my lane
This the road that PE$O paved
Hold on, wait, his ass
Might get slaughtered, oh, damn
I might do 'em like Roger, oh, damn
'Lotta shit, but I'm lit
Stay rockin', oh, damn
(Hey)
You don't want smoke wit' a Yonkō like him
Ji-Jit's tried fists, but we
Stopped 'em, oh, damn
Yeah, I saw the message in laymens
Used to be jitty, but now I'm the main man
Uh ask shofu, chop' give you facelift
I took the cap off forever like Shanks did
Uh you know I stay wit' the same man
I check my phone, got a
Text from the gang and, uh
PE$O do everything, aye, man
Switch up my swag' and they
Pissed that they can't
Me and a lame ain't ever gon' shake hands
Jit too smooth on "Aye man, say man"
9-5-4, 3-0-5 where the gang from
Broward bred, Broward dead
You know that's gangland
Miami heat, pull it out, get spray tanned
(Get spray tanned)
Whole gang eatin' like "Amen" ("Amen")
Back in days, same li'l dirty ass Ray-Bans
Nowadays, countin' bread
Look at y'all strange man
In love wit' Ben Frank but, for the record
Young PE$O is a straight man (Hey)
Fuck my haters, y'all finna catch strays
Man
Fiend for the clout, bro' lost his way, damn
"B" in my bounty, this Yonkō music, damn
I'm like, "What else could I say, man?"
I came up, now I'm hard body like Tankman
Shout my O-G's, had to really go thank mans
(Hey) i had to stick 'n' move, bitch
On my Snakeman
I was wit' King of the Pirates a great man
Solo my track, solo my music
Realized nobody could stay in my lane, man
Walk in the scene and they
All start to faint, man
I'm really feelin' like Shanks, man
Walk in the scene and they
All start to faint, man
I'm really feelin' like Shanks, man
Walk in the scene and they
All start to faint, man
I'm really feelin' like Shanks, man

Haki make him drop his captain slip
When I step up on they ship, shit
(When I step up on they ship, shit)
Everybody K-O get a grip (Ah)
Ride 'round East Blue Sea
Wit' Benn Beckman, you know my shooters hit
(Know my shooters hit)
Ride 'round East Blue Sea wit' Lucky Roux
You lucky if he miss (Lucky if he miss)
Ride 'round, Yasopp on my side
If you in a scope, you might just die
Bitch, I stay wit' my crew
Rep' that "Red-Haired" shit wit' pride
I tell all my shooters, "Shoot"
In this sea, it's do or die
(In this sea, it's do or die)
Bitch, I stay wit' my crew
Bitch, I stay wit' my slime
(Stay wit' my slime)
I tell all my shooters, "Shoot" (Aha)
Ride 'round East Blue Sea
Wit' Benn Beckman, you know my shooters hit
Ride 'round East Blue Sea wit' Lucky Roux
You lucky if he miss (Lucky if he miss)
Ride 'round, Yasopp on my side
If you in a scope, you you you you you
(shi, shiny world)
Ride 'round, Yasopp on my side
If you in a scope, you might just die
Jit trippin', ain't even worry
'bout big bidness, uh
Jit trippin', uh, eh heh, uh
Six digit's, ain't even count
To six digit's, uh
Eh heh, why it sound like murder?