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Pesto - Wiki Lyrics








[Intro]



[Verse 1]

Getting drunk sitting at the table

I feel like Pun knowing I'm the one

No need to anchor to know I won

Take a Tums, you can't take the drums

Tony on the ones and the twos

Times a fuckin' ton, that's what Tony do

I cough up a lung up on my only shoes, lonely dude

When the homies through ain't so lonely, now we growin' rude

Colder tone, sip a colder brew, this shit be overdue

Now they throwing hands, get out of hand once we out of grams

Remember throwing bottles at your mans, really tossed it, they

Said I lost it but fuck it, I'm off it, I'm the

Grand maestro of the metro

Damn, your hand swipes slow, while I get dough

Y'all ain't even got inside that turnstile yet, yo

Let go, ain't you seen, turn my style pesto

Green this, green that, green fit, green hat

Even got a green bitch with a green ass

In Brooklyn took a green cab back where we at

Can't see Pat, look, Peppy Coqui's back!



[Chorus]

I played this game too long to move on

Fuck it, the coupe song

Went from jumping on fucking futons til my crew gone

Reviews strong, not enough views on the songs

Bar level on like ten thou'

Motherfucker, yeah I been here for a while

Yeah I been here for a while



[Verse 2]

We despise him, ain't a ally

Hmm, can't confide in him

You ain't buying all that bullshit that he trying

So you brush that bullshit off, ride by him, am I lying?

You don't see the signs, see the sirens

Look, got fly vision, bruh, time difference

On another planet dammit, baptize Christians

Make 'em Wiccan, like they wicked witches

But they just be spitting, if they listened they'd be wicked with it

It's a Coquí, not a cricket

A one-oh piece, so my homie hit it

He told me, I know he did it

Yo Tony, how brodie living?

Brody Briggins

Blunt, dro' be in it, cup, 40 in it

Jumped over gimmicks

Jumped over critics they midgets, I'm over with it

Wiki nice, they know the digits, what up!



[Chorus]

I played this game too long to move on

Fuck it, the coupe song

Went from jumping on fucking futons til my crew gone

Reviews strong, not enough views on the songs

Bar level on like ten thou'

Motherfucker, yeah I been here for a while

Yeah I been here for a while



Pesto lyrics !!!