Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Peso Peso
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mario Anthony Herrera, Jr.
Composer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Peso Peso
[Instrumental]
Yeah, fresh out of jail, I made a hundred K
Told my runner, "I need my money, ****, ándale" (Fast)
Your trap slow, you be breaking down a ounce a day (Peso)
My trap rolls, I could sell a hundred pounds today (Peso Peso)
I'm in the spot, got the Glock in my Amiris (Glock)
I'm really active, ****, you can ask Siri
You gon' respect me, give a fuck if you fear me
And every time I go to jail, I know them hating **** cheering (Peso)
[Verse 1]
That **** told on his gang, they still hanging with him
I still rock with flipping fifties, I was banging with them
I still rock with C Ray, I was dealing for him
I still rock with Ray Charles, I'll kill you for him (Blaow)
**** say they from my hood, never knew you ****
Jose'll break a **** jaw, man, he too official
Keep some active gang members in the cut, they be shooting **** (Blaow)
A **** spin on this block, he gon' die, don't be stupid, **** (Ayy)
I was selling hard in the 'jects with a TEC
Just bring something to the table if you repping the set
It's some people I can't name 'cause they gon' hear what I said
But if you got active for me, I'm forever in debt, ****
[Chorus]
Yeah, fresh out of jail, I made a hundred K
Told my runner, "I need my money, ****, ándale" (Fast)
Your trap slow, you be breaking down a ounce a day (Peso)
My trap rolls, I could sell a hundred pounds today (Peso Peso)
I'm in the spot, got the Glock in my Amiris (Glock)
I'm really active, ****, you can ask Siri
You gon' respect me, give a fuck if you fear me
And every time I go to jail, I know them hating **** cheering (Peso)
[Verse 2]
Police treat me like a dog, they put me back on the leash
I dropped fifty on my lawyer, now I'm back on the streets
Man, I remember me and Julo taking baths with the bleach
My **** Stacks keep a strap and he be clapping for me
I go a thousand miles an hour, I ain't waiting for nothing
'Cause I remember I was broke, I used to lay on a rug
I use to get on my knees, I used pray for a plug
I got some Crip **** with me, they don't play 'bout the Bloods
My money long than a bitch, but I ain't changing for nothing (Peso)
I cut some fuck **** off, they can say what they want (Yeah)
You threw my name in the mud and then you wonder why we fell out
Still reminisce on when I had it jumping at Chantel house
[Chorus]
Yeah, fresh out of jail, I made a hundred K
Told my runner, "I need my money, ****, ándale" (Fast)
Your trap slow, you be breaking down a ounce a day (Peso)
My trap rolls, I could sell a hundred pounds today (Peso Peso)
I'm in the spot, got the Glock in my Amiris (Glock)
I'm really active, ****, you can ask Siri
You gon' respect me, give a fuck if you fear me
And every time I go to jail, I know them hating **** cheering (Peso)
Written by: Logan Lovio, Mario Anthony Herrera, Jr., Sebastian Robles