Welcome to the high-flying, thrill-seeking world of hip-hop where every day is a chase - for money, respect, and staying out of trouble! "Pe$Os" is an adrenaline-fueled anthem celebrating the relentless pursuit of wealth (pesos), while also laying bare the dangers that come with it - feds on their tail and enemies lurking. The artists use vivid imagery to paint a picture of their extravagant lifestyle, complete with flashy diamonds and expensive drinks. But beneath this glitz and glamor lies a poignant undertone about loss and longing, reminding us that life at the top isn't always as glamorous as it seems. So buckle up, folks; it's going to be a wild ride! #ChasingDreams #HighRiskHighReward #HipHopLifestyle #BittersweetSuccess
Pe$Os
Lyrics
Where the day go?
Ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy
Willy Snow on the beat, bitch
Chasing the rainbow
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
It's hot like volcano
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Bitch I'm so high, where the day go? (Day go)
My migos online for the pesos (Bitch)
Feds watch the spot, so we lay low (Lay low)
Walk in my kitchen, it's hot like volcano, ayy
I put your boss on a payroll
Chopper no game how that leave you a halo, ayy
I poured a four in a Faygo
Diamonds like Skittles, we chasing the rainbow
Rollin 'til the morning, I pour until the morning
Box Chevy on them thirty, motherfuckin' foreign
This a pineapple soda but I turned it into orange
Swear I wanna count that money 'til that motherfucker boring
Running, drum drumming like my chopper on the beat
Wanna beef with me, then my chopper finna feast
It ain't really shit, air it out, let it eat
Got a cool twenty-five sittin' somewhere in my reach
Keep the fifties in the bag, hundreds in the wall
Rest in peace cousin Todd, he just wanna see me ball
All your diamonds look like they was getting in a brawl
If you need some money then you know who you should call
Bitch I'm so high, where the day go? (Day go)
My migos online for the pesos (Bitch)
Feds watch the spot, so we lay low (Lay low)
Walk in my kitchen, it's hot like volcano, ayy
I put your boss on a payroll
Chopper no game how that leave you a halo, ayy
I poured a four in a Faygo
Diamonds like Skittles, we chasing the rainbow
I'm ready for whatever, got a four-five in my sweater
But the trigger hella heavy, so I keep two fingers steady
I'm too famous, I can't pull up to no ghetty
Hoes wanna fuck, foes wanna turn my brain into spaghetti, yeah
I just wanna stack my pesos
Boobie in the cut with a double cup of the Faygo
I don't want no friendship, rather lay low with my day ones
RIP to Peep, I guess I'll see you when my day comes
The sun goes down, and my highs get low
Eyes wide shut, whenever I get dome
Hoes wanna know what I've been up to
Tellin' me to dick 'em down 'cause I can never trust you (Yeah)
Bitch I'm so high, where the day go? (Day go)
My migos online for the pesos (Bitch)
Feds watch the spot, so we lay low (Lay low)
Walk in my kitchen, it's hot like volcano, ayy
I put your boss on a payroll
Chopper no game how that leave you a halo, ayy
I poured a four in a Faygo
Diamonds like Skittles, we chasing the rainbow
Writer(s): Kevin Pouya
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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