Peso

[Hook: Tray Savage] I count my peso, bad little bitch going when I say so Real nigga better lay low Have my young boy shooting at his front door Bitch goin' with the team tho Bad bitch you ain't going what you mean tho Pull up in a foreign ho got it on me case a nigga want smoke [Verse 1: Tray Savage] Pull up in a foreign ho bitch goin' bitch goin' what you mean tho Hit his block with the Glock tucked little nigga, little nigga better lay low Just for that peso then lay a nigga down at his front door Little bitch what you mean tho ain't no movin' for that peso Smoke dope with the lean ho fall out but a nigga won't try me tho Brain dead who I came for When a little nigga yawn I'm at his front door Smoke dope with the lean ho fall out but a nigga won't try me tho Move shit like Rambo little niggas do you really really hear me tho Smoke dope with the gun tho you don't really want it with ya life tho Call Bally cus he from the 4 tell 'em bring all that damn gun smoke Rip to them niggas tho alot of niggas switched for them pesos Free all my niggas tho doing time they scream that 24 [Hook: Tray Savage] [Verse 2: Cory Gunz] Yeah niggas still broke Lil nigga hood rich in the field tho Stomp niggas in my steel toe, stendo to window you can feel those Mushrooms when they peel tho Flesh wound, chest wounds can't heal those Your bitch knows what its in fo I got the golden trail I'm like 10-4 Melision gang be the click tho, YMCN till I Rip tho Opp nigga suck dick slow We got shot but not in the whip doe Hot do your research, and those niggas know how we work I met a nigga dead on, she owns me Head on, you need to speak first Stop acting like a B-boy Snitch niggas lacking give him D-coys When a bad day its like re-toys You might die, I can't stop flee-roy Rolling up with the gray white We smoking on the east-side with G-boy Nigga try me, thinking he Floyd Click pop a nigga like a ki-lowd BLLLLLAAAAAAAA!!!!! [Hook: Tray Savage]