Armanibanz! – #Pesos Lyrics
Artist: Armanibanz!
Song: #Pesos
Bluskxy
Oh my god, ‘mani
I just dropped a racky on my feet
If it’s ’bout that money, i’m playin’ for keeps
Water your block like i had me some skis
Pull up your mans, put his #ss on a tee
Mi-mike amiri jeans, designer fiend
I’m blowin’ these racks like it don’t mean a thing
Armani broke, n#gg#, what do you mean?
R-run up on me, keep that strap in my jeans
R-run up on me, we turn you to a pack
Se .45 make that boy take a nap
He talkin’ crazy ’till he got his sh#t cracked
F-f#ck a 9 to 5, i’m in the trap
W-walk into saks and i got me a bankroll
Pull up on the opps, i came with my draco
Run me my coin, b#tch, i need me them pesos
Pour up a four in my blueberry faygo
Big bands, n#gg#, f#ck that lil’ ‘rari
Ain’t finna play with you boys, i ain’t carti
I just f#cked this n#gg# b#tch, sorry
Jump off the top rope, call me jeff hardy
b#tch, i’m the king of thе jungle, mufasa
He don’t wanna come out, shoot up his casa
Watеr on my neck, call me moana
My n#gg# from the uk, saw with katanas
Pour up that p, man, i’m sippin’ on wandas
Silent, all black like the cover of donda
I’m in a srt, you in a honda
All my n#gg#s got heat in the whip like a sauna
Sippin’ on lean, man, i’m feelin’ great
I can’t stop ’till i see a milli on my dinner plate
She be off the yerkies, she like to perkivate
I really want this sh#t so i be workin’ late
Yeah, i need me them {?} just like giannis
I got the straps, they don’t know like adonis
I be real fast in the back, call me sonic
I’m goin’ up, up, up like a rocket
You need some racks, i got this chop, boy, you better get back
My n#gg# mia, flippin’ them packs
I got this sh#t but you know {?}
I just dropped a racky on my feet
If it’s ’bout that money, i’m playin’ for keeps
Water your block like i had me some skis
Pull up your mans, put his #ss on a tee
Mi-mike amiri jeans, designer fiend
I’m blowin’ these racks like it don’t mean a thing
Armani broke, n#gg#, what do you mean?
R-run up on me, keep that strap in my jeans
We gon’ f#ck sh#t up
We gon’ f#ck sh#t up, yeah
We gon’ f#ck sh#t up
Walk in that b#tch and i feel like trippie redd, everyone keep starin’
Uh, i don’t give a f#ck if he sorry, my n#gg#s will never spare him
And i got him runnin’ like he is a hamster
One look at me then you gon’ need some pampers
Pop a lil’ lock on that n#gg# like dancers
I got ’em over here, lovin’ my glamor
Takin’ you walk ’round the block like a landlord
I’m here, there’s nothin’ to say more
Now that i’m goin’, these n#gg#s all hate more
All of these n#gg#s, they tryin’ to be me
Talkin’ that sh#t, we put you on a cd
{?} classroom, but it’s not bb (it’s not)
f#ck it, uh
Let the n#gg# out the door like some gds
Callin’ me {?}, these n#gg#s can’t see me
Leavin’ my girl, that b#tch is a meanie
I’m in a hut with my jewelers, but we is not weenies
I got a glock with a bb
These n#gg#s, they tryin’ to be me, yeah
Oh my god, ‘mani
I just dropped a racky on my feet
If it’s ’bout that money, i’m playin’ for keeps
Water your block like i had me some skis
Pull up your mans, put his #ss on a tee
Mi-mike amiri jeans, designer fiend
I’m blowin’ these racks like it don’t mean a thing
Armani broke, n#gg#, what do you mean?
R-run up on me, keep that strap in my jeans
R-run up on me, we turn you to a pack
Se .45 make that boy take a nap
He talkin’ crazy ’till he got his sh#t cracked
F-f#ck a 9 to 5, i’m in the trap
W-walk into saks and i got me a bankroll
Pull up on the opps, i came with my draco
Run me my coin, b#tch, i need me them pesos
Pour up a four in my blueberry faygo
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#Pesos [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021