ODD INSTRUMENTS IV DRUM KIT

[Tag 1: PE$O PETE & simflower]
Who the fuck is PE$O PE—

[Intro: PE$O PETE]
Yeah, yeah, ooh
Know I got it

[Verse 1: PE$O PETE, oddwin. bzargoodboy, & PE$O PETE (Pitched)]
Knife up, I'mma have to end it with the same slit
I hate the bitch, kill the bitch with the same hit (Ayo, oddwin!)
Lights, camera, action
Boy, I'm 'bout to do 'em shameless
Cookie green, Sheamus, movin' so aimless (Cookie green, Sheamus, movin' so aimless)
Say you gangbangin'
Pullin' up, but you ain't claim shit
Spittin' off the brain shit, 'til I stop the pain, shit (Oh, yeah)
I was on the same shit, you was on the lame shit
This isn't a game, shit (Oh, yeah, ooh)
I done seen a lot, but what I'm feeling, it be far worse
Everybody want it, but nobody wanna spar first (Ooh)
They just want the star first, they don't want the hard work
They don't want that pressurе, make a motherfuckin' star burst
Ki Blast, Kamehamеha, how the SCAR hurt
Long live me, tell Scar push me off first
This is like the empire, I ain't have to start first
I was in the car first, so I did the part first (Ah!)

[Break: PE$O PETE & Token Black]
Ya feel me? (Aye, aye, aye, aye, uh)
You feel me? (Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye!)

[Tag 2: PE$O PETE & [?]]
PE$O, what the fu—

[Verse 2: Token Black & PE$O PETE]
Runnin' to the money like a god damn treadmill
I be up early, while you niggas in the bed still (While you niggas in the bed still)
Baby mama mad, but she finna give me head still (Aye, aye)
I ain't wanna choose, took the blue and the red pill (Aye, aye, aye, aye-aye)
Gang, gang shit, make a bitch wanna come through (Yuh)
Fuck niggas talkin'? They get hit with the one-two
I ain't finna shoot away, the blicky, so he run
Full cock back, shoot, kill the nigga that he run to (Skrr-Skrr-Skrr-Skrr-Skrr-Skrr!)
Aye, swaggin' on a bitch
I'm the man, I can do that (Yuh)
Bad bitch, you know what it is when we do that (You know what it is)
If them niggas got a problem, tell 'em, "Move back" (Bah-Bah!)
Metal by my side like a tool bag (Yuh)
You don't wanna gamble with ya life, you could lose that (You could lose that!)
Real shit, you could lose that (You really gonna gamble with your life?)
Aye, homie, that's your bitch? You could lose that (Yeah)
How you like, "Where the fuck my boo at?!" (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: PE$O PETE]
M-I-A, Token, where'd she go?
She was chillin' with my set, hella kids in her throat
I'mma shoot off the roof, I'mma shoot for the goal
I'mma shoot fire hot, keep a bag full of coal
Feel like Zuko, Prince, you know what it is
I done came from the bottom, so the top isn't shit
And the same for the coupé, want the top off the whip
Hit that bitch, then I bounce, 'cause the top wasn't shit
Bitch, I'mma hit the whole flame fist
Hidden in the trees like Codename: Kids

[Outro: PE$O PETE & Shelly]
Fuck! Haha!
Shit's crazy, hahaha!
What?
Why it sound like—
Fuck, that shit was crazy
That shit, Token gon' like that (I need nicotine)
Pfft, hahahaha!
I hope, I hope, I—