Thunderclap and Flash, Sixfold (feat. Redster)
(PE$O, are you dumb?)
(Uh... Hi, Red)
Yeah, woah, yeah, woah (brr, brr)
Yeah, woah, woah, woah (brr, brr!)
Woah-woah, woah, yeah (brr, brr, brr)
(Shiny Pack)
OG, I'm smokin', I'm rappin' and rollin', the money compilin'
Been in this hoe for a minute
You swear you ain't feelin' no pressure, so I'ma apply it
I was just breakin' her back
Catchin' up on some One Piece, I had to sit back, I was tired
Asking me questions while PE$O was smokin'
Bitch, shut the fuck up, I am tryna' get higher
Bowser Jr., how I ride with the fire
Blacksmith, strike him down with the iron
Money, power, Percocet, I desire
Drippin' water, but I'm walkin' through fire
Boders park with a spliff and a lighter
30 faces when I went to the cypher
Day I die is the day I retire
Captain Falcon, how I ride with the fire
Big as Broly, I'm a Dragon Ball fighter
You don't know me? You a mo'fuckin' liar
San Diego, but he rollin' a lighter
Fox, up b (what?)
"Fire!" (Fire!)
Shut the fuck up and just do what you told
She finna' suck me 'til PE$O explode
Metal Mario, I stay with the chrome
Offer up, but I'm lettin' it go
Ridin' 'round, pausin', I'm blowin' out smoke
Terry Bogard, but my pockets on swole
Who the fuck is PE$O? He like no other
I did this shit for my fam' and my brother (yuh)
Porky Pig, used the talk with a stutter
Now I'm rappin' and I'm slidin' like butter
Drake and Future, bitch, I'm up from the gutter
Ness with the bat, huh?
Mother
Pourin' a four up inside of my Seagram's
Big metal body, I feel just like Heatran
He talkin' shit 'til I pulled up, he ran
Hold on, nigga
Let me pop up for the one-one, bruh
Yeah, niggas get mad at Lil Redster
'Cause I'm pull off in a Wraith (aye, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, niggas get mad at Lil Redster
'Cause I'm puttin' racks in they face (hello, huh?)
Yeah, I got a AK
But you gon' see PE$O pull up in a tank (brr, bah-bah-bah!)
I put a fire to grass (huh?)
I put a flame on a snake, huh? Yeah (boom!)
I'ma keep rappin' and rappin'
Until I'ma get me a milli', huh? Yeah (huh, yeah)
I got the pack in my hand, and you know that I'm slappin' it silly
Huh? Yeah (Huh, yeah)
I'm at the Orioles Stadium eatin' a mo'fuckin' glizzy, huh?
Yeah (a mo'fuckin' glizzy, huh? Yeah)
I put a round to his eye, that nigga lookin' like Rigby
Uh, yeah (Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh)
Meliodas, bitch, I keep me a draco (draco)
Gotta' go fast when I'm pourin' the Faygo (Faygo)
I'm 'bout my cheese, nigga, where is the queso? (Queso?)
Steel to his body, uh, Kano (Kano)
My niggas shootin' and they get to bussin'
Choppa' on me, finna' turn you to nothin'
You see the drip, know how we comin'
You hear a "Boom! Combustion!" ("Boom! Combustion!")
Wallet on Po, keep a stick like I'm Shifu
Choppa' gon' tear him, the body is see-through
DMV niggas, so I'm eatin' seafood
I'm in the water, uh, East Blue
Thunderclap hit 'em, I feel like Zenitsu
Run in yo' house and my niggas gon' creep through
You got a heater? Lil' nigga, I'm heatproof
You niggas sweeter than mo'fuckin' sweet tooths
(Uh... Hi, Red)
Yeah, woah, yeah, woah (brr, brr)
Yeah, woah, woah, woah (brr, brr!)
Woah-woah, woah, yeah (brr, brr, brr)
(Shiny Pack)
OG, I'm smokin', I'm rappin' and rollin', the money compilin'
Been in this hoe for a minute
You swear you ain't feelin' no pressure, so I'ma apply it
I was just breakin' her back
Catchin' up on some One Piece, I had to sit back, I was tired
Asking me questions while PE$O was smokin'
Bitch, shut the fuck up, I am tryna' get higher
Bowser Jr., how I ride with the fire
Blacksmith, strike him down with the iron
Money, power, Percocet, I desire
Drippin' water, but I'm walkin' through fire
Boders park with a spliff and a lighter
30 faces when I went to the cypher
Day I die is the day I retire
Captain Falcon, how I ride with the fire
Big as Broly, I'm a Dragon Ball fighter
You don't know me? You a mo'fuckin' liar
San Diego, but he rollin' a lighter
Fox, up b (what?)
"Fire!" (Fire!)
Shut the fuck up and just do what you told
She finna' suck me 'til PE$O explode
Metal Mario, I stay with the chrome
Offer up, but I'm lettin' it go
Ridin' 'round, pausin', I'm blowin' out smoke
Terry Bogard, but my pockets on swole
Who the fuck is PE$O? He like no other
I did this shit for my fam' and my brother (yuh)
Porky Pig, used the talk with a stutter
Now I'm rappin' and I'm slidin' like butter
Drake and Future, bitch, I'm up from the gutter
Ness with the bat, huh?
Mother
Pourin' a four up inside of my Seagram's
Big metal body, I feel just like Heatran
He talkin' shit 'til I pulled up, he ran
Hold on, nigga
Let me pop up for the one-one, bruh
Yeah, niggas get mad at Lil Redster
'Cause I'm pull off in a Wraith (aye, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, niggas get mad at Lil Redster
'Cause I'm puttin' racks in they face (hello, huh?)
Yeah, I got a AK
But you gon' see PE$O pull up in a tank (brr, bah-bah-bah!)
I put a fire to grass (huh?)
I put a flame on a snake, huh? Yeah (boom!)
I'ma keep rappin' and rappin'
Until I'ma get me a milli', huh? Yeah (huh, yeah)
I got the pack in my hand, and you know that I'm slappin' it silly
Huh? Yeah (Huh, yeah)
I'm at the Orioles Stadium eatin' a mo'fuckin' glizzy, huh?
Yeah (a mo'fuckin' glizzy, huh? Yeah)
I put a round to his eye, that nigga lookin' like Rigby
Uh, yeah (Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh)
Meliodas, bitch, I keep me a draco (draco)
Gotta' go fast when I'm pourin' the Faygo (Faygo)
I'm 'bout my cheese, nigga, where is the queso? (Queso?)
Steel to his body, uh, Kano (Kano)
My niggas shootin' and they get to bussin'
Choppa' on me, finna' turn you to nothin'
You see the drip, know how we comin'
You hear a "Boom! Combustion!" ("Boom! Combustion!")
Wallet on Po, keep a stick like I'm Shifu
Choppa' gon' tear him, the body is see-through
DMV niggas, so I'm eatin' seafood
I'm in the water, uh, East Blue
Thunderclap hit 'em, I feel like Zenitsu
Run in yo' house and my niggas gon' creep through
You got a heater? Lil' nigga, I'm heatproof
You niggas sweeter than mo'fuckin' sweet tooths
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Writer(s): Mathias Tyner, Peter Kamats, Marcus Ragdale
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