DARKEST LARIAT! lyrics

by

PE$O PETE


[Producer Tag 1: khroam & Rodger Bumpass]
Why is everything chrome?

[Tag: cacheclique & [?]]
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[Producer Tag 2: khroam & Thomas Kenny]
Everything is chrome in the future!

[Intro: PE$O PETE]
Wait

[Verse 1: PE$O PETE]
She ain't suckin' yo' di*k? Then why is you simpin' for?
Two hundred C-C, whippin' the 'Ventador
You want shots? I'll send a little more
I kill the beat for no reason, they askin' young PE$O, "Man, why did you did it for?"
Ooh, I'm skrrtin' down the street for no reason, this red and black Hellcat Incineroar
This dumbass b*tch keep blowin' my high, might have to roll up and smoke me a li'l more
And if that b*tch ain't suckin' my god damn di*k, then you know I'm gettin' a li'l bored
I am insane, I'm Zoro with blades, I'm leavin' my muhf*ckin' sh*t right, intercourse
Meliodas can't f*ck wit' a—

[Break: PE$O PETE]
Oh, hi, John
[Verse 2: PE$O PETE]
Don't f*ck wit' b*tches, I don't work at Petland
White shooter, got a TEC likе Eggman
You ain't shootin', man, stop bluffin'
Hispanic plug, he look like my cousin
I'm pourin' purple, this ain't Robitussin
Adriеne just died in Gungeon
Stay wit' my pitbulls, stay wit' my big dogs
I'm smokin' blunts big as Big Mom
Lightin' a blunt, lift off
I pull my di*k out, she finna get on
​oddwin just hit my line
He's playin' Valorant, he's askin' me to get on
I don't even play that game, p*ss off
Off of the muhf*ckin' Perc', I'm p*ssed off
Oh my god, I shoot like CP3
Mini UZI make 'em Just Dance 3
I'm beatin' her box, G-B-C
Walk wit' a chop' like Halo Reach
Flex like Machamp, boy, I'm at the gym
Smokin' Devil Fruit, I can't swim
Came from the dirt like Earthworm Jim
That b*tch ain't bad, she built like a Publix sub'
She fat, ugly as f*ck
This chop' Hannah Baker, it wet 'em just like the tub
This sh*t level one
I got the green, I might just level up
Big ass rocks like I killed my mama and motherf*ckin' walked into a settlement
Walk wit' a chop', we can settle some'
Captain Kid, walk wit' the metal one
Keepin' a Glock like Joker
No, not Batman, I'm talkin' the second one
[Verse 3: redster!]
I'm in the lobby like CP9 (Bah-Bah!)
How the D-E fly
Ray-Bans, how you see these guy
Pink pus*y, yeah, the peachy kind
Sprite bottle wit' the lemon-lime
Florida plug look like 9lokkNine
I got a muhf*ckin' big arm
Big arm look like Popeye
I don't like cops… that's it, that's the bar
You see the 'Ventador, that's PETE car
Cosmog whip and the roof got stars
My meat on her face, she lookin' like Vergo
I'm a Libra, b*tch, yo' b*tch a Virgo
Send 'em shells, then I pull off like turbo
Did I do that? Uh, Urkel
You n*ggas gay, b*tch, I'm a lesbian
You n*ggas actors, you n*ggas thespian
You don't got the Glock? Who got the weapon then?
Big mouth, eat the di*k like a pelican
Walk 'round in some brand new slides
Knock off his brain, he a brand new guy
Diddy Kong, you get hit wit' the hoo hah
Throw a brick if you n*ggas talk hoopla
How you fly? b*tch, you look like penguin
Big red, I ain't talkin' 'bout sanguine
Big kicks, put his face in the pavement
Big cash, I love all the payment
Good match, I'm finna save it
Talk all my bread and invest in a business
Flippin' yo' b*tch like a muhf*ckin' gymnast
Big metal, that's Planet Fitness
Santa Claus, how redster! is giftin'
Light me up, now I'm feelin' like Drifblim
Whip gears, n*gga, I'm finna shift 'em
All those bullets, n*gga, how you gon' miss 'em?
Big maths, how I'm findin' the tangent
Big Glock, n*gga, I'm finna spam it
Big Glock, I'm hit it if it jammin'
New crank, n*ggas, this sh*t is jammin'
I went and bought me some brand new pajamas
Two L's, but you catchin' a llama
Big bombs, boy, I'm finna blow up
Presidential n*gga, that's Obama
Yo' b*tch crazy, she look like Azula
New jacket, boy, I got it from tula
Dio Brando, muda
Big band, blowin' di*k like a tuba (Like a tuba, like a tuba, like a tuba)
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