[Intro: PE$O PETE]
Pew, pew, pew
Okay, yeah

[Producer Tag: wyt]
Órale, wyt

[Tag: PE$O PETE & simflower]
PE$O, are you dumb?

[Chorus: PE$O PETE]
Let me just be honest, let me make it clear
PETER left the building, that boy disappeared
I can't do no stressin', I can't leave it fear (Okay)
Bitch, I'm tryna sip, I ain't talkin' beer (Uh)

[Verse 1: PE$O PETE]
Why they wanna talk about the kid like they know what they know, but they don't even know? Wait
Why she wanna hop on my dick when her man in the mix? Man, that boy should have known, wait
Why they wanna talk on my zone? 3-0-5 'til I'm cold, and I put that on bro', wait
Why you still ain't know who the fuck PE$O? 'Cause I'm pretty sure you can ask ya hoe, wait
Why they wanna talk about my clique like they ain't watch the vlog tryna scout out some drip? Wait
Why you wanna talk about the stick when it ain't on yo' hip? You just cap, then you dip, hey
Why you wanna talk about that bitch? Man, I ain't even trip 'cause you know I still hit, wait
Chillin' with C-P, but I'm shootin' buckets, they be sayin', "PE$O, how you do this?", wait
[Verse 2: Chris Patrick]
Hey, 3-0-5 to the 9-7-3
Once I step in this bitch, n***a, I never leave
Bitch n***as talk shit to the guy, n***a, please
Can't reply every time, I'm too fly to be walkin' wit' pigeons sittin' on grounds
Big booty vixens send pics to see if we down
PE$O got a vest on his body in case he drown
Fuego in the lobby, the fire that I desire will smoke up the fuckin' town
Daffy duckin' all the gooses through the circle we runnin'
In a labyrinth, Bill Nye, buildin' somethin' from nothin'
I got a bad li'l queen that I know that I stunt wit'
PE$O got five demons, quintuplets that he be fuckin'
This is real life, preachin' from the heart of the core
PETER picked a pack of bitches as he choose the peace wit' his sword
Ain't no peace, when speak 'gainst my people, we go to war

[Outro: Chris Patrick]
My n***a, we go to war wit' it