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[Intro: PE$O PETE & Xander Mobus]
Aye
Shut the f*ck up (Game!)
I just pulled the trunk up
Thumbin' through these motherf*ckin' hunnids
I got blue, wait, wait, uh
Stupid, uh

[Verse 1: 954mari, PE$O PETE, & 瀧本 富士子]
Pull up to your camp, let the 'K off
Demons gon' follow you home like stray dogs (Uh)
Came to yo' crib with the chainsaw
Choppa do chemo', it's burnin' your braids off
Bald headed b*tch, take her lace' off
My di*k gon' stand at attention like Adolf (Aye!)
di*k start swingin', baseball
Nut in her eyes, Ray Charles
That blunt on my waist, call that sh*t "Hippopotamus" (What? ハ！ Fat b*tch!)
I came on her face, she won't give me top again (Whore, ハ！)
Put this di*k in yo' mouth, you don't need oxygen (ハ！)
Slappin' her titties, to show that I'm dominant (Ugh, ハ！)

[Verse 2: PE$O PETE]
Yeah, you rappers b*tches, puto!
Chop', got a chop' and the .40 a blue nose
I had the plug 'cause I need me a few mo'
Hit 'em, Gear 4, and I do 'em like sumo
Two bad b*tches: Robin, Nami
Gang outside like, "Do you copy?"
Please don't try me, we get choppy
sh*t get dark like Yami, Yami
That b*tch ain't bad, she built like Jimbei
King of my city, boy, I've been the sensei
Put fire to that b*tch, now he built like a Entei
[Break: PE$O PETE]
Get it?
'Cause Entei's a dog (Yeah)
No? My bad (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
b*tch

[Verse 3: CAMOGOD & 瀧本 富士子]
Brr! I shot a n*gga with Arthritis (ハ！)
I put 'em to sleep, he got the -itis (ハ！)
Burberry mask, just like in ISIS
I'm crashin' the jet, this is a crisis (ハ！)
You wanted a deuce? I gave 'em a .44
You f*ckin' wit' n*ggas like you was homo' (ハ！)
I finesse, got blessed, ain't paid for no promo'
Migo plug, I call him a cholo
Indian plug, he look like Baljeet
She just like a butcher, she workin' my meat
You lost a leg? You ain't gettin' no feet
I stomp out a n*gga while wearin' some cleats
And this ain't a 9, this a A-C-P
And n*gga, you stupid, what's the A-B-C's?
And you get a x like Lazy3
You cannot test me like A-C-T
I shot a n*gga and he got some cancer
Shooters with dreads, you turn to a dancer
She said she a Virgo, b*tch, I'm a Cancer
I got a Glock wit' a scope and a hammer
Chop' leave 'em with no I-Q
Married to the money? b*tch, I do
Just like a doctor, b*tch, I shoot
Vowels, A-E-I-O-U
[Verse 4: BIG LAX]
Yeah, yeah, what I was doin' 'cause this what I'm doin' now (I do, I do)
You gonna need flower, yo' b*tch like a tulip now
I wan' head, give me them two lips now
If she can make me skeet, then I'mma shoot it down (Bah-Bah!)
Throw it back, li'l b*tch, now turn it up
"Do-de-da-do!", b*tch, I'm booted up
Y'all n*ggas, muted up
Ice on my neck, li'l b*tch, I cool it up (Yeah!)
Nah, it's not like Joy-Cons
I ain't goin' to the back 'cause I boycott (I boycott)
Throw it in the truck, I call that sh*t a toy box (Yeah, yeah)
I doodle these n*ggas like noyohy meyoy Bob (Bah-Bah!)
My girl a machine like XJ-9
f*ck wit' me and I'll let the F-J fly (Brr-bah!)
[?] (Yeah)
[?] the boy, you can't X-ray mine (Yeah, yeah-yeah)

[Outro: BIG LAX]
Uh, uh