[Producer Tag: koll]
​koll (koll)

[Verse 1: PE$O PETE]
Why he always lack? No
I don't gotta stack, no
Hold on, koll, I just tapped in, money callin', huh?
Grab my phone, all these racks in got me ballin', huh?
Home alone, I just lift the bong, got my, demons talkin'
What they sayin'? I don't know, damn
I been so high, they thought PE$O playin', but I don't
And I'm runnin' circles 'round these other rappers in my zone
Talkin' shit and I'm gon' kill him wit' the chrome
I'm like Death takin' his soul
You won't [?], get shown
"PE$O wilin'", I know
And I'd rather beat the foe
You like [?] in yo' nose

[Refrain: PE$O PETE]
I'm like five songs ahead of my release schedule
I'm like five songs ahead of yo' favorite rappеr
I'm like five bars ahead of your bеst lyric
I'm like five bars ahead, how could he hear it? Uh

[Verse 2: PE$O PETE]
Why that sound sad?
I got Gear Five on my hip, uh
He gon' see the sun
He ran up on my son
[?]
Uh, you ain't winnin'
Not 'gainst me, you losin'
Not 'gainst gang, they too nice
Left wrist, oh my god, it's—
Right wrist, oh my god, it's two times X-P
Doin' a Punk Hazard
Don't give a fuck, only money matter
I'm doin' commas, you stuck in a letter
He did [?], I read the pattern
Get on the money, you muhfuckin' [?]
[?] PE$O fatter
Quickscope, back to the lobby, you bastard
Reason I'm up; I ain't losin' the cheddar
Aye, man, PE$O just had to be honest
I am yo' favorite rapper's favorite rapper
I jumped on the song wit' a SCAR, he get blasted
I got [?]
Uh, money and [?], don't tell the bank teller
Shit gettin' heavy, we blow up the [?]
If we finished this joint, we gon' be interstellar