TUH MOMENT #301 ***MODERN*** lyrics

[Producer Tag: clvr]
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[Intro: PE$O PETE]
Uh, okay

[Verse 1: PE$O PETE]
Rappers be talkin', but they won't last, money be comin' in Gear Two fast
I'm livin' life the same, he only lie, he lie, okay (He only lie, he lie, okay)
Boy, you a lame, I'm hearin' the sh*t he say
These people, they come and go way too fast, I want the Trackhawk, way too fast
Count blue like Sonic, sh*t way too fast, he ain't make money, that sh*t's so sad (No, no)
Ten out of ten, my b*tch too bad, laugh to the bank, boy, I ain't big mad
I hit the god damn Gear Five Laugh, two-hundred dash, ain't gettin' past
I stay on my grind, stay on my path, yo' ass is lame, you lack
I got the plug extorted, young PE$O do magic, the stick like Morton
Look at my stats, young PE$O important, ha, look at my zaza, b*tch imported
I hit the Mellow Fellow, I'm in orbit, when I hit the gas, two hundred horses, hm?
Do what I want, like Law, hit ROOM, I'm goin' ape in the booth, baboon
I'm smokin' on za and just gettin' tattooed, I pass it to crew, your b*tch gettin' [?]
You ain't ever catchin', that's it, I'm tellin' the truth, you ain't ever catchin', that's a sayin', you fool (Ah)
f*ckin' wit' PE$O? That Marshadow ha-a-and, now he gettin' hit wit' that one-one-two
I'm thumbin' through all these ba-a-ands, if you f*ckin' wit' money, my chopper go "Boom!" (Hey)
Poppin' my Sprite turn black, I'm sippin' on Mystical Space Typhoon
You walkin' the plank if you f*ck wit' the crew, I'm smokin' on za, that [?]
You f*ckin' wit' PE$O 'cause I see the truth, they f*ckin' wit' PE$O, I'm better than you
[Verse 2: redster!]
Ain't f*ckin' wit' red!? I got nothin' to lose, can't lie 'bout my bread, so I stuff it in Trues (Yeah!)
Channel 5, ain't that his boy on the news? I had a Glock in my hand, finna shoot (Yeah!)
I'm gettin' fried like I'm Rue, yeah, I'm in love wit' my diamonds, yeah, I'm in love wit' my jewels (Yeah, I'm in love wit' my jewels, yeah-yeah-go)
Twenty ball on me, I'mma cop that sweater, cut it to a ten, treat green like Shredder (Ha)
Size twelve Timbs, I'm a real big steppa, beep-beep-beep, Poké Ball, Ash Ketchum (Yeah)
Chopper too horny, you f*ck the Beretta, pass shorty the Glock, she go Bayonetta (Bah!)
Pass shorty the hammer, she turn into Grag, I'm back in the kitchen like "Thank you, grax"
These n*ggas chit-chat, who the f*ck asked? Same n*gga talk sh*t behind yo' back, damn (Hahaha!)
These n*ggas Snakeman, these n*ggas mamba, these n*ggas python
Too many snakes that I'm keepin' my eyes on, I get the bread, make it spread, I'm a icon (Yeah)
Bro movin' chicken, I thought it was Tyson, I keep floatin' off the za, M. Bison
Back in days, I need a shoulder to cry on, nowadays, I stand tall like pylon (Yeah)