Prime Time Pedro - Bugging Out (feat.Quazy2x)

Okay I’m bugging out
If you beef with us we bringing them thugs around
I’m the wrong one it’s up it’s stuck around
Ain’t no truce for niggas we ain’t gonna hug it out
What is the fuss about
Okay I’m bugging out
If you beef with us we bringing them thugs around
I’m the wrong one. It’s up it’s stuck around
Ain’t no truce for niggas we ain’t gonna hug it out
What is the fuss about
Money on my hat
Money on my britches
Money on my wrist
Money on my bitches
Surround yourself with guns
Gotta walk out safe now
Nlc the mob
You ain’t gang den stay down
Niggas be like Pedro when you drop the Mixtape
If you want a real nigga then bae Come this way
Promise fucking with me will not be a Mistake
Baby it’s past 12 can you stay out This late
Solo dolo thuggin out
Off a pen I’m buggin out
All these thotties love me now
Bitches wanna suck me now
Bitches wanna fuck me now
Told them hoes I’m cuffed
I don’t give a fuck
I want Pizza Hut
Ima get the bands
Ima run it up
Bitch don’t give no fucks
Bitch don’t give no fucks
Riding in a rarri
Up in the safari
My name not Tahmahri
It’s Pedro
Get the pesos
Get the pesos
One pump with the shotty
Then we lay low
Get the draco
Get the draco
Okay I’m bugging out
If you beef with us we bringing them thugs around
I’m the wrong one it’s up it’s stuck around
Ain’t no truce for niggas we ain’t gon hug it out
What is the fuss about
Okay I’m bugging out
If you beef with us we bringing them thugs around
I’m the wrong one it’s up it’s stuck around
Ain’t no truce for niggas we ain’t gonna hug it out
What is the fuss about
I get the money fasho and I don’t play wit niggas he fuck round get lift up
Balling on niggas like Jordan when I be recording this ain’t no pickup
Fucking with Quazy or Pedro the goats of this shit fuck around get yo bitch fucked
She said Quazy go bring out the ice so I pulled out my chain and she lit up
Okay hold the phone
Bitch I need my cheese I need my provolone
She asked if I’m the goat I said fasho fasho
These niggas actors deserve a golden globe
If you know you know
Ok I been on green light
Minding my b.i
King like Ti
Money stacked tree height
My jeans expensive
Ion wear Levi’s
Came from the bottom I climbed up now we high
The try to latch to our wings cuz we fly
Bitch I’m the big Dogg u niggas jus fleas I
Kill all these niggas speed thru like a cheetah
Got a lil sum that sing like Aaliyah
And some twins like tamera and tia
Bitch I’m the coldest to come out
Of GR where they don’t let nun out
Have yo bitch send me pics with her tongue out
When it comes to bars ion run out
I’m the hottest even wen the sun out
Made some moves I’m just having fun now
Last thing they want for me to bug out
Okay I’m bugging out
If you beef with us we bringing them thugs around
I’m the wrong one it’s up it’s stuck around
Ain’t no truce for niggas we ain’t gonna hug it out
What the fuss about
Okay I’m bugging out
If you beef with us we bringing them thugs around
I’m the wrong one it’s up it’s stuck around
Ain’t no truce for niggas we ain’t gonna hug it out
What the fuss about

Written by:
Miquavien Peoples, Tahmahri Morris

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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