Peso Flow Lyrics

Big Peso, you killed it My Big Peso in it, got them niggas turnin

it on, ayy B.B.A. to do it to em

Hit em Jordan with the Kobe, made em fade away He just made first 48, that was the other

day I just made 40 racks, that was yesterday

How you lookin' at my food, I just made your plate How you fuckin' with the opps, now you

can't come outside He a yell, make em squirt, we go electric

slide Nigga, I'm the holy one, please don't question

God Had to turn the grind up, we in overdrive

Bout to cause a fiasco, we bout to kick push Open up the door, nigga, can't be overlooked

Take that nigga head off, I don't care what he took

It don't take much to get you touched, nigga, just a lick

I done took his bitch and now he callin' me a cripple

I done got her hoe back, she ain't a good look

But she ain't the hoe, call him his cook, but If he really want some problems, nigga, speak up

Niggas balkin', but they really wanna be us I'm a kook, and your bitch really a cheetah

Niggas like ass at the door, want you to feed em

Niggas never gave me shit, give me a reason I done put my heart and soul into this music

I don't want your love no more, cause you abuse her

All them trials and tribulations, I just need her love

Heart so cold, I don't even wanna give out hell

Hit em Jordan with the Kobe, made em fade away

He just made us 48, that was the other day

I just made 40 racks, that was yesterday

How you lookin' at my food, I just made your plate

How you fuckin' with the ice, now you can't come outside

He a hill, make him squeal, we gon' electric slide

Nigga, I'm the holy one, please don't question God

Had to turn the grind up, we ain't overdrive

I be doin' what I want to all the time, it ain't no game

How you ridin' with a boss that he speakin' on the lame

I can't blame you, blame your nigga, he be on the same thing

Paced up with her after the party, now they wanna hang with gang

These niggas I refuse to

Baby girl, you recyclable, I reuse you

Sixty-seven bitches in a robe, I feel like you

Put yourself in my shoes, nigga, what would you do

Who the fuck made it cool to come up, hmm

And not look out for your guys, yeah

Who the fuck made it cool to ride around the city

And you steady spreadin' these lies, yeah

I can't fuck with him no more, I grab the scissors, cut the ties

Used to hold my tongue, now I can't look you in your eyes

Head pounding, cause I lift my head right up in the clouds

I don't even use my horn no more, I lift it on the ground

Hit him Jordan with the Kobe, made him fade away

He just made first 48, that was the other day

I just made 40 racks, that was yesterday

How you be lookin' at my food, I just made your plate

How you fuckin' with the opps, now you can't come outside

He a year, make him squeal, we go electric slide

Nigga, I'm the holy one, please don't question God

Had to turn the grind up, we in overdrive

If you really want some problems, nigga, speak up

If you really want some problems, nigga, speak up

Get it gone