Pedro

im trying to count these bands up
Band up bands up
She keep taking bout Pedro but I'm trying to count these bands up
Bands up bands up
She keep talking bout Pedro, who that
Her side nigga or something
Something something
Shut the fuck up hoe im trying to count these bands up
Bands up bands up

If you not with the shits you can just dip
Before you leave please pack up your shit
If you choose to stay do suck on this dick
Ima give you a hint girl focus on the tip
I don't give a fuck if it his turn or my turn all I know is I'm still gonna hit
Money coming threw and I don't owe no one shit
That's why I spend it I spend it like this

I get depressed when my pockets get stressed I need some jessipes some gold on my neck
A ice cream paint job with a foreign ass whip
a extend-O clip to protect all my shit
I don't trust no one that's just how I live
So when you do me wrong I expected that shit
I don't mix my friends with my business
I kill for my money that's in some real shit

My brain is ill
I get sick of bull shit
My swag is contagious
They steal all my fits
I ravage the click
And she ran from the dick
Boom flip pon the tip she on her bad gyal shit

Ran in the the mall cuz I was just racking up
I can never be tired if I can buy stuff
Man Me and this money yea we is so cuff
I can never be in my feelings if I can role up

She keep talking bout Pedro, who that
Her side nigga or something
Something something
Shut the fuck up hoe im trying to count these bands up
Bands up bands up

I just told a bad sinorita
That's I don't really need
Cuz she want a eater
And I ain't no eater
Like mida mida mida
You asking too much from poppa
Yard man don da daa
Top shotta best talk to me proper

I ain't playing no games with no lames
Talk that shit spit the dragon flame
Bitch we kicking it or nah just call me lui kang
Finish the box that twat boonk gange
Finna run off with your soul
and use it to whipe my nose
Bitch my boogers is gold
Ran off with her inucencs
Now she giving out head like she ain't got no sense
Counting my dollars my euros my pence
Blunt so big it's gone bust my Chest
Man I gotta whoosa just to catch my breath
If a bitch leave me man I woosa again

And bag another bitch
That's why you hear lil miss
My old bitch ran of thinking she the shit
Man she was second on dick
She was a Natt Natt she was never on the spliff

Walked in the back already know that I stank
I'm the type to take 2 shots even tho I'm shooting blanks
I believe in myself don't believe in no one els
My momma told me at the age I was still dropping off the bed that you is the man
So if you think I trip off what you said
Man U bumped your head your nogging is split
I'll never ever trip even if the bottle this big