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Enchilada
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Peso Peso
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Glizzy, what you cookin' up? Aye, drip, splash Ouu, TSF Mexico sh*t Yeah, drip, ouu Wack a n***a, then, I’m screeching off in a Rolls Royce I tried to let the n***a make it, but that n***a tripping, so he gave me no choice R.I.P to Maranda, n***a, and Rest In Peace to my bro Royce Out of everybody, man, I can't believe my n***a lost his life to a white boy Keep a Smith and Wesson And the way a n***a flexing, you would think I'm on steroids I don’t give a f**k, I'll still beat a n***a up while I'm f**king barefoot Got too many b*t*hes and too many Choppas Got Mexican b*t*hes making Enchilada My n***as wacking sh*t like we from Al Qaeda Beefing with me, no, you don't wanna try it Just imagine, going out to eat with your b*t*h, then you get hit by a sniper F**k 6ix9ine, he can die on Rikers I'm drippin' and splashin' in La Michoacana in a Catana I'm in Dolce Gabbana, I’m drippin’ head to toe Beefing with us, n***a, we won't let it go See a opp in public, ain’t no questions, let it blow I'm in the trap and I'm slangin' elbow Think I’m finna let you live for free, while, you making money living with me? Hell nah Made a quarter million trappin' at the Chef store Good gas, going for the ello I'm on the block, I got Glocks and Berettas Gucci on me and they came with some feathers I wrecked the Masi' finna buy me a Tesla You got a warrant, better work 'til they catch you Tell that b*t*h to quit playing, it's time to go eat You got a fat a** and you working at Denny's? It's time to start dancing, it's time to start stripping We running the racks up to the ceiling And if anybody do you wrong, just call up my phone, and I'ma scoot up with a Glizzy We smoked out in the Maybach, Laws pulled me over, put the zip in the t**ty Remember I was twelve, Pops went to jail, now I'm riding [?] cashed down Julo went in his room and found a arm, went to the hood, and sold his crack house Eleven years old, lil Julo really sold some dope to bail my Dad out And meanwhile, I was gangbangin', I was robbing, really tryna crash out Peso Peso, I got bands on me, n***a You gon' die if you put your hands on me, n***a And really, I ain't never heard of these n***as But I don't give a f**k, I'ma murder these n***as He ain't no shooter, he don't got no Ruger, just flexing his partna gun in his pictures I f**k on your b*t*h and I f**k on your sister Kicked that b*t*h out my foreign 'cause she smoking Swishers I promise you don't wanna go in a blender I'm rocking Versace boots in the Winter Tryna walk in my trap, gotta pay just to enter I was in the hood serving hard and crystal
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