NOVEMBER 3* lyrics

[Intro: PE$O PETE]
Aye!
b*tch!

[Verse 1: PE$O PETE, mathiastyner, & [?]]
You ain't go no bread?! Shut the f*ck up! (Nope)
She givin' no head?! Get the f*ck out! (mathias, hahaha)
b*tch, I am too lit, what the f*ck happened?!
Yo' b*tch is my b*tch now, got her cheeks clappin'!
Free smoke, look at this rotation, how I keep passin'! (Ugh)
Green dope, I just hit the bong and I keep smackin'! (f*ck!)
Two-six, [?] on my sh*t, this a red jacket!
Full M-P in the stu', this is flame magic! (Yeah!)
Back up in this b*tch with a vengeance (b*tch)
I was all alone, but this money, I be friendin' (b*tch)
Clip in my stick 'bout as long as her extensions (b*tch, brr!)
On my Cyrus sh*t, countin' blue in new dimensions (b*tch)
If it ain't 'bout money, then this conversation endin'! (b*tch!)
He thought it was funny 'til his head blew off like Benson!

[Verse 2: Dedboii Kez]
Hoo! I'mma end it
Mow down yo' sh*t wit' a clip and it's endless
Yeah, I ain't got time for that talk and attention
If it ain't 'bout money, then f*ck out my mentions
Yeah, walk 'round his block wit' a drill like a dentist
Got bleedas full of hollows like I'm Aizen, I'm ascendin'
Sōsuke, b*tch, please come to yo' senses
I make you kill your own best friend wit' a vengeance
[Skit: Dedboii Kez]
Ayo, can I roll wit' y'all?

[Verse 3: Dedboii Kez]
Who the f*ck are you?!
You was talkin' real fool 'fore I whipped out this tool
Yeah, play wit' my money, my own hunnids is all blue
And they stacked to the roof
Bands out the wazoo
Ooh, team in the zoo
Ooh, f*ck 'round wit' us? You get—, ooh
Blade on the floor like—, ooh
Ooh