Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pesto, artist - Wiki. Album song OOFIE, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Wikset
Song language: English
Pesto |
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, Leppy Coqui’s back! |
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 |
(Oofie) |
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 |
It’s 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! |
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 |