PesoFlexin - fenix flexin, Peso Peso

Ayy, ayy

Bitch

Ooh, ooh

I’m with Peso, niggas know that that my twin (That my twin)

No half stepping, niggas thugging 'til the end ('Til the end)

Where to start, bitch?

Where do I begin?

(Ayy, ayy)

(Ooh, Quad, this shit bang)

I’ll get that nigga gone, drop the pin

I’m with Peso, niggas know we really on that (Really on that)

You talking shit, we leaving brains on the doormat (Buh, buh)

You got some Wock'?

Oowee, we finna pour that (Finna pour that)

This bitch begging for the dick with her ho ass (Yeah, ho)

I’m with Peso, niggas know we really thuggin' (Really thuggin')

We be poppin' Percocets by the dozen (Poppin' Perkies)

I was doing all the things that you wasn’t (That you wasn’t)

I be faded off this lean, I ain’t buzzin' (Sippin' drank)

I got five chopsticks on the kitchen counter

I can understand the fact that you would never want your bitch around me

I’m in a Bentley and my nigga Glizzy splashed up in a Hyundai

All these chains 'round my neck, thought I joined the Illuminati

Yeah, PesoFlexin, but it came from moving big weight

He went to jail and started telling, he ain’t make it past intake

I’m a master in the trap, call me Peso Sensei

And how you hating on me when you ain’t even got your rent paid?

All my whips real fast, but that don’t mean I wanna race

Get on the side of my car and I’ma open up your face

And, yeah, you got chopsticks, but you ain’t gon' shoot shit

So let’s keep it real nigga, man, you ain’t really that safe with it

I’ll splash up, whack a nigga quick, broad day with it

You broke and I’m rich, lil' nigga, we are way different

I got kicked out of school, I ain’t get a cap and gown

And when you walk in my trap, you gotta get patted down

And I be drippin' so hard, lil' bitch, grab a towel

And if you ain’t beneficial, don’t bring your ass around

Ayy, I’m getting money in my new whip

These niggas talking on the 'net, but when they see me, ain’t gon' do shit

Do my dirt by myself 'cause these niggas got loose lips

And I’m in your bitch mouth like some motherfucking toothpicks

And me and Fenix locked in, play with him, I’ma shoot shit

I just finessed on the plug, now that nigga’s all clueless

I’m with Fenix, lil' nigga, we got hoes on the way

A nigga better not play 'cause we know where he stay

And we be running to the money 'cause we don’t wanna wait

And, nigga, how is you a boss?

You ain’t holding no weight

Yeah, I’m with Fenix, lil' nigga, bitch, we flexed up

After we go and rescore, nigga, gon' put the rest up

Nah, we ain’t next up, nigga, we the best up

And they talking like they got it, but these niggas need to catch up

Put that lil' money up, this some big boy shit

You ain’t fucking that bitch right, she need some big boy dick

Ayy (Ayy), big bands on me, I got 'em right now

Tell that pussy ass nigga, «Better pipe down»

I’ll go and bless a nigga, send him up to God

We done made it out the struggle, niggas beat the odds

If it wasn’t for this rap, I’d be tryna rob

Shoot a opp in his leg like he Cheddar Bob

We’ll kill a nigga mama playing with the mob

I done came a long way from working at a job

Sold dope, nigga, I sold Xans

Now I’m making bands, nigga, out in France

Ooh, this bitch, she tryna get me out my pants

I be buying hella Bape from Japan

You ain’t thuggin', you just thuggin' for the 'Gram

God damn, that’s that shit I can’t stand

Nigga, you ain’t even on that type of time

Fenix Flexin, I’m with Peso, we don’t play around

Ayy, like I’m penny pinching, I won’t drop a dime

This bitch say she hate a nigga, told her, «Get in line»

I be hangin' with the birds, I ain’t with the slimes

Hit her with that Perc' dick and it blew her mind

I’ma fuck her from the back, feel it in her spine

Bitch, I ain’t no minute nigga, I be taking time

I’m with Peso, niggas know that that my twin (That my twin)

No half stepping, niggas thugging 'til the end ('Til the end)

Where to start, bitch?

Where do I begin?

(Ayy, ayy)

I’ll get that nigga gone, drop the pin

I’m with Peso, niggas know we really on that (Really on that)

You talking shit, we leaving brains on the doormat (Buh, buh)

You got some Wock'?

Oowee, we finna pour that (Finna pour that)

This bitch begging for the dick with her ho ass (Yeah, ho)

I’m with Peso, niggas know we really thuggin' (Really thuggin')

We be poppin' Percocets by the dozen (Poppin' Perkies)

I was doing all the things that you wasn’t (That you wasn’t)

I be faded off this lean, I ain’t buzzin' (Sippin' drank)