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Future

Pesos

 

Pesos


Yeah
Title, title, title
Hahahaha
Her lil' sister sent me the pic
Said, "Future you're the shit"
Said, "Future you're the shit"
Said, "Future you're the shit"

Fell in love with the AK
Now a nigga getting payday
Cooking up good yay-yay
Shoutout lil' Tay-Tay
Doing whatever say-say, you gotta do whatever I say-say
Put me on that waiting list
Foreign coupes, I pop that
Young GOAT got right now, they pulling off in the Hellcat
Promethazine that's every day
Codeine that's every day
Drift over like way-way, had the young nigga doing the Nae Nae
Big scraps on payday
Serving on the lil AJ, on Friday getting payday
Shoutout young Dae Dae
This ain't my main line, you calling on my thotline
Hasta luego, I pulled up it's game time

I got the pesos, the pesos, the pesos
I got the pesos, the pesos, dinero

Squeeze trigger happy ass niggas, squeeze-squeeze
Tryna keep it cool, lowkey, nigga freeze
Jack boys from around here, got crack boys around here
Ayy, squad lit
Ayy, squad lit
I told you came through in the clutch
She had her Hermès it was clutch
We pulling after two by the bus
I bussed that bitch down like a Dutch
Teflon, can't be touched
Get that money like I'm in a rush, ooh
Told you I was tired of bandgang in the first place
ATL, yeah ATL, yeah that's my birthplace
Dollar sign, yeah, that's my earth day
If you ain't shining then there no one to blame
I drop heat, and they know when I came
I ain't tryna be defeated, I just wanna be greeted
Smashing on the seat, yeah she bougie and she greedy
Fashion is a regimen, you wanna pledge allegiance
Taliban Gang have you bobbing and you weaving
We don't wanna keep it, we ain't nothing but we even
Talking 'bout you leaving bitch, you went and bought a heathen
Met up in a hotel with some Puerto Rican
And you know she freaky, yeah, yeah, a bitch geeking
Peaking out the window 'cause you know a nigga tweaking
It ain't no pretendo 'cause you know I'm seeing demons
('Cause you know I'm seeing demons)

I got the pesos, the pesos, the pesos
I got the pesos, the pesos, dinero

You wanna know some' 'bout that 911 Turbo? Skrr
Ayy, Pyrex in that oven, you hit that dope until it skrr
Cruising over town, nine to five with that work
Putting overtime on the grind go berserk
Fuck her all the time tryna make that pussy squirt
Talking down on a nigga, put you in the dirt
Going on the pound and I'm tripping off syrup, ayy
You see the way they duplicated?
You see the way they try to play me?
I had a plan and I waited y'all
On my way a new millennial
Got another Xan, it can't calm me down
Running up them bands, new millennial
Spend it in a day, I gotta hit reup
Twenty bands a day, they gotta hear me out
Yeah, ooh, gotta hear me out

I got the pesos, the pesos, the pesos
I got the pesos, the pesos, dinero

done

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