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Pedro Pascal
Hip-Hop/Rap
Pedro Pascal was released on June 26, 2026 by Cole Myer's Studio as a part of the album Pedro Pascal - Single
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Release DateJune 26, 2026
LabelCole Myer's Studio
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM114

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cole Myer
Cole Myer
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cole Bradley Myer
Cole Bradley Myer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
HillBoy
HillBoy
Producer

Lyrics

Todo lo que me cueste la vida, sigo buscando tu amor
I'm with Pedro Pascal and the Fantastic Four tryna figure out if his wife can get stretched out too
I asked her "How you feeling today?" She said "the color blue"
I said "What you doing later, baby?" "How about you"
I can make it work, I can open up my schedule a little bit
I'm not a fan of blood, I won't hit it on your period
But I'ma make it count the three weeks of the month I'm in
Baby I am not that vulgar clip of the crimson chin
I'm a, I'm a, I'm different
What you want, baby? You're looking at the red M&M
You want caramel chocolate and the best I got is cinnamon
She said I'm not enough and that I'll never be significant
It kinda hurts a little but the truth always hurts a bit
Damn, even running it back just hurts a pinch
I've been looking at the tax I'm spending, I'm bent
I'm looking underneath the covers like there it went
I told her I forgot her rubber but she said she want my blubber
And I'd be your only lover so I had to fudge her
I like fro-yo and soft-serve, don't serve me custard
He a little guy, his nickname is probably Buster
Err, McDonalds, yo-you fucking fast food fuck boy
If I gotta come inside, I'ma make a scene
If I gotta come inside, I'ma get mean
I'm the type that's gonna slide over ice cream
I can't have a stick up over my sicle-dream
Hey officer, can I get a new beam?
The bank wanna take my home away cause the lien
I'm at IHOP with a girl named Eileen
I'm just a shadow, I am not what I really seem
It's just a plot we didn't mean to do, it was just a scheme
Now I'm riding solo-dolo without a team
Y'all don't even like me and just to spite me you became a dyke and tried to get spiky with Spike Lee
And then my heart froze over, now I'm feeling icy
Hamburger combo, fries and a Hi-C
Don't forget the mustard when you put it on my burger, you little fucking bitch
I don't even like mustard, I only eat ketchup or mayo
I'm with Pedro Pascal and the Fantastic Four tryna figure out if his wife can get stretched out too
I asked her "How you feeling today?" She said "the color blue"
I said "What you doing later, baby?" "How about you"
I can make it work, I can open up my schedule a little bit
I'm not a fan of blood, I won't hit it on your period
But I'ma make it count the three weeks of the month I'm in
Baby I am not that vulgar clip of the crimson chin
I'm a, I'm a, I'm different
I'm a nice guy, why would I leave him terrified
Wake up, go to sleep, cry, work 9-5
Most of y'all wasting your life, why are you alive
I'm with the Zac Brown Band, you know we want it chicken fried
I'm at BK, give me Whopper and the chicken fries
You think it's your girl, it's not your girl, she likes multiple guys
You got with her one time and then you broke out into hives
I mean they're more like little bombs
I've been seeing something strange every time I give her humps
I see creepy crawly spiders every time they make me jump
I told her "do a 360 baby, let me see the rump"
Written by: Cole Bradley Myer
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