THIS SONG NEVER EXISTED... lyrics

[Intro: PE$O PETE & amore]
Yeah, ah, ah (amore, amore, amore, amore)
Pristine, tell 'em, "Look at my fit"
Sixteen, I got [?] in the clip

[Verse 1: PE$O PETE, amore, & BIG LAX]
Try me, yeah
Test me, you have to deal wit' the grip
No, I don't slip
Pristine, tell 'em, "Look at my fit"
Sixteen, I got [?] in the clip
"Grr!", he don't exist
"Bow! Bow!", it is what it is
We don't f*ck around and I don't give a sh*t
You [?], I'm [?], I don't give a sh*t
Big ass blunt, I ain't givin' out hits
Huh? Big ass [?], my [?] a ship
I hear my [?] and see bro' in the bridge
I got a lotta demons sippin' [?]
Yeah-Yeah, I got my middle finger to the pigs
Yeah-Yeah, I do not sip [?] remain
Huh? I'm throwin' bows in the pit
I promise I'm never gon' miss
I promise this [?] my sh*t
You ain't gеt ham, my pig, yeah
I guess I might write, I don't еven [?]
[?], my chopper [?]
He got a problem? Young PE$O know [?]
He gettin' hit wit' the bed
Wait, he gettin' hit wit' the drum
[?] sh*t bad, I'm countin' [?]
She want my love, never again
I'm with the [?] and the band, yeah
Whole lifestyle bored, huh?
I want the foreign, might floor it
I'm Kaido, might crash it
Boy, I'm feelin' morbid, my bounty enormous
You [?] just suck, boy, I'm one of the sources
I'm on a trip, ain't doin' no Porsches
I'm in the back seat, this sh*t enormous
Switch it up and [?] got horses
b*tches not wit' the sauce, you just muhf*ckin' force it
That sh*t ain't normal, yo' ass a [?]
Don't need endorsement, don't gotta force it (amore, amore, amore, amore)
[?] za, I cop four [?]
Ask what she want, I take four courses
Pullin' up [?] it's weed and I'm feelin' endorphin
[?] power, now money morphin'
Big [?] might leave him Corbin
[?] need to [?] (Oh, oh, oh)
[Verse 2: BIG LAX]
You is a dork, b*tch, you ain't important
I hit the za and I leave out of orbit
They see my bounty and ask for a portion
I up the heat and I leave 'em with torches (Oh, oh, oh)
My b*tch is gorgeous, Dora, I'm explorin'
Did this sh*t borin', she leavin' me snorin' (Oh, oh)
Feel like Nami with the money I'm storin'
Swear I adore it, do anything for it (Oh, oh)
Your b*tch call me "Daddy", but, no, I ain't parentin'
She f*ck with a young n*gga, she wanna marry him
They send attacks? n*gga, I'm finna parry 'em
Flame to his back, we do him like the [?] (Bah)
Keep a whole short like I'm Drake takin' care of him
I put [?] in his Kobe, I shoot when I'm sparin' him
He talkin' hot when I spit like I'm scared of him
I hit the "Santōryū", then I'm tearin' him
[?], then I'mma send him to Hell
Big metal body like mega [?] ([?])
Said, "You can't get on my team, we don't tell" ("Tell")
Yo' b*tch a birdshooter, [?] she pale (Pale)
[?], [?] hang with the shells
I'm touchin' down with the pack, Odell
You n*ggas ain't have yo' bag? Oh well (Damn)
My shooter don't gotta [?] for the bells (Bells)
Woah-Woah, oh my god, [?] (Woah-Woah)
[?] play, I'm finna spin like a C-D
[?] sword 'til [?] real easy
Jewelry Bonney, b*tch, I'm [?]
But, no, I ain't callin' her "Greedy"
One Above All, n*gga, they don't believe
'Til I pull up [?] and I "Hehehehe"
[Refrain: BIG LAX]
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Sixteen when I sing in the cut
n*gga, miss me, yeah, you ain't with the sh*t
With a sixteen, I'm gon' aim in this b*tch like "Pew! Pew!" ("Pew!")
Sixteen, n*gga, I never miss
Big D's, I got rocks on my wrist
Sixteen, I just hit on they sis' like—