ROTTEN IN PARADISE!

[Producer Tag: grax]
​grax, what the fuck?

[Intro: PE$O PETE]
Okay!

[Verse 1: PE$O PETE & [?]]
Y'all be lyin' in yo' lyrics, that shit deceitful
Off the Perkie, I'm a zombie, feel like Resident Evil (Aye!)
She was tight, but that's light, I done threaded the needle
Dropped the top wit' bald like I'm flyin' the eagle
I'm out in Cali' smokin' legal, but my bitch is illegal (Yuh)
Switch clips, makin' movies, I ain't workin' at Regal
When I get my first bag, turn the crib to cathedral (SHINY PACK! *Shiny Pokémon Sparkle*)
Cut a bitch off, I don't care if she bleedin'
I ain't wit' the wing, look like Marco the Phoenix (Aye!)
I ain't wit' the fuckery, I swear I don't need it
He ain't gettin' in my section 'cause I'm already leavin'

[Tag: PE$O PETE & Emily]
Fuck PE$O

[Verse 2: swerzie]
Fo' A-R's on the side of the Humma (Side of the Humma)
I just pulled up at a dome, he like, "Hommina, hommina, hommina, hommina"
Shut the fuck up, I don't got time (I don't got time)
Either you gon' quit the talkin' or you losin' ya life (Losin' ya life)
Either you gon' stop the cap or I'mma pull out the rif' (Pull out the rif')
This ya only chance to fix it, better make this shit right (Make this shit right)
And shout-out the homie, PE$O, that the homie, we tight (Homie, we tight)
Heard somebody talked on Ryan, better know it's on sight (Know it's on sight)
And I got a fuckin' red dot on the Glock in my sight (Glock in my sight)
Dropped a diss song in the mornin', dropped him in the night (Dropped him in the night)
I ain't fightin' 'bout a thing, I'm gonna let the Glock fight (Let the Glock fight)
And I ain't writin' none, know this, but all these hollows gon' write (Hollows gon' write)
How you broke, comin' at me? Stay in ya shell (Stay in ya shell)
How you think you gon' surpass me, but they makin' one sale? (Makin' one sale?)
And you thought that shit would be sweet, but now I'm givin' you hell (Givin' you hell)
And you thought I wouldn't shoot, but now I'm givin' you shells (Givin' you shells)
I'm in the party rollin' deep, Adele (Adele)
I don't trust a single person 'cause these muhfuckers tell (Muhfuckers tell)
If the police ask me shit, then that shit ringin' the bell (Ringin' the bell)
Ain't gon' hit, try to take my chain and I'mma point it and spill, bitch (Point it and spill)

[Outro: swerzie]
Heh, I really would though
Let up, skrrt!