Besos

[Intro: pcajay]
Aye, Aye

[Chorus: pcajay]
We finna pop that boy like a xan
Choppa gon' heat his ass like a tan
How much you want? Think I need a band
What is you on? Thinking you a fan
Yo' bitch be touching, feeling on my pants
Niggas be hating but ain't throwing hands
We saw ya mans and that pussy ran
I took his chain and put it on the gram
You don't do shit nigga you a nuisance
I'm skipping class nigga I was truant
Been had these racks nigga thought you knew it
She wanna fuck so I said let's do it

[Verse 1: pcajay]
She wanna fuck so I said let's get it
Niggas be capping they ain't really did it
Niggas be capping they ain't really with it
Pull out the choppa taking off his fitted
How much you want? Think I need some millions
Then after that imma touch a billion
I just want racks give a fuck about your feelings
Did this myself so it's fuck yo opinion
Call up my brothers cause' I'm on a mission
I'm in the trap nigga look at the ceiling
Walk out the trap I got crack on my denim
She wanna fuck I'll be therе in a minute
She on her pеriod
I told that bitch "What the fuck is that?, ain't that shit inside a sentence"
Can't hit a lick on me I am mysterious
That ho turned crazy I think she delirious
These niggas keep tryna diss me they think that they better than me I'm like bro are you serious?
Bring up the beef I'll kill that nigga
Try to diss me I'll drill you nigga
I think they hate me because I'm a real ass nigga
I'll keep it a trill ass nigga
Shout out to oxy
Cause' if he talk down on the gang pop that boy like a pill ass nigga
If I don't see at least a mill on my plate I ain't signing a deal ass nigga

[Verse 2: Marjety]
I want a billboard hit Jeff Bezos
I called up Jay told him put me on besos
Big ass stick make a Lil nigga K.O
Talking that shit Lil nigga better lay low
Oh, that's yo thot? Finna spread her like mayo
She said she want vacay ain't talking Barbados
Hooping on niggas get to feeling like Jay tho
Sing to these bitches like my nigga Cayo
Hit that nigga with a blat like Faygo (blat)
Me and Jay got the sauce not talking alfredo (blat)
She play on my balls like that shit was play-doh
Yeah I'm finna blow just like a volcano
You already know I don't like to play tho
The D-R-A-C-O don't play tho
Alamo Records, they tried to sign me I had to say no
They tried to put a young nigga on the payroll
Finna dance on this hoe like Ayo & Teo
Only thing I'm worried about is counting my pesos
Finna flip me a nigga and spin him just like a tornado
(flip me a nigga yuhh)
If he keep talking that shit, we finna knock his face off

[Chorus: PCAJAY]
We finna pop that boy like a xan
Choppa gon' heat his ass like a tan
How much you want? Think I need a band
What is you on? Thinking you a fan
Yo' bitch be touching, feeling on my pants
Niggas be hating but ain't throwing hands
We saw ya mans and that pussy ran
I took his chain and put it on the gram
You don't do shit nigga you a nuisance
I'm skipping class nigga I was truant
Been had these racks nigga thought you knew it
She wanna fuck so I said let's do it