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letra de all i know - peso guapo

[intro]
peso
yeah, yeah
living legend the mixtape, on the way
aye, aye, all i know n-gga
aye, aye
i said, aye, aye, all i know

[hook]
all i know is spend these racks and get them back
all i know don’t chase a b-tch, better run track
all i know she wan’t to f-ck, she need a stack
all i know a n-gga play, he meet the mac x2

[verse 1: peso guapo]
i got the work, i move that (aye)
i pull up they who that (aye)
don’t wife hoes, don’t do that (aye)
lil b-tch, you know that (aye)
n-gga play til’ this chopper spray
now they got his face on a shirt (aye)
told that b-tch that i ain’t wifing her
now i got her lil feelings hurt (aye)
your b-tch like my car when it skrrtt
now we got her lifting up her skirt (aye)
she eat my kids like dessert (aye)
god d-mn that’s a hoe alert (aye)
all i know is get bands
and these n-ggas not your mans
that’s why i’m rolling with my day 1’s
know where every last one stands
designer all over my body
versace my gl-sses, versace my socks
they not on my level, tell them to kick rocks
and you not gone k!ll me, boy i’m toting glocks
and n-gga you know all i know is get paid
take my b-tch to prom
they gone say the we slayed
before we leave out make sure her edges laid
and imma be sharp, like a razor blade, d-mn
all i know, is i can’t love a hoe
n-ggas know, they purp out and imma blow
b-tches know, if we f-ck she f-ck my bro
i don’t know, why all these b-tches do is go

[verse 2: peso guapo]
why all these hoes keep calling me
police asking questions, they all in me
boy get your hoe, she keep following me
i don’t know her, she be stalking me
b-tches they think i’m exciting
so is these guns, so i don’t do fighting
rapping n-ggas, all they do is writing
but f-ck em, i roll up this dope and i’m lighting
pull up in a audi, might hop out a rover
mge b-tch, you know we taking over
sipping codeine, f-ck being sober
but back to your b-tch, boy i don’t even know her
you want to fight, n-gga tell me the link
sipping on dirty, pour over the sink
bullets through your skin, like we playing with ink
look my k!ller in his eyes, bet i don’t even blink
no gta boy, i feel like i’m trevor
got caught with them bricks
boy you need to be clever
i’m from the southside, claiming that for forever
flex on you forever, won’t stunt on me never
mge b-tch, all capital letters
i’m flying in jetters and i’m chasing cheddar
got up and did better, designer my sweater
my new b-tch is wetter, like it’s rainy weather
look, all i do is wake up and bake (aye)
dunk in your b-tch like i’m blake
n-ggas is mad, ‘cuz they know what i make
all i know is wake up and go get that cake
i’m smoking on dro, make me say woah
your b-tch trying to f-ck, i tell her no
peso guapo, boy i’m in my glo
and i’m getting money, ‘cuz that’s all i know
(woah)

- peso guapo

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