King Tetrus - PB & C

Check check

First off, I really rap
That nigga, I'm really that
Talk white, I'm really black
Want peace, well the beef attached

Ride Chevys and Cadillacs
Catch a slip and you can't relax
Want the real shit, this is that
Start with all that chit chat

My bitch with a big bag
Thousand likes on Instagram
Foreign cars on the boulevard
You never getting your chick back

Now I'm worth a couple hundred grand
Haters around like ceiling fans
These niggas learn sign language
Shit, shit, it's getting out of hand

Out of pocket with a mini rocket
You know it's coming
You can't stop me, you stay talking
Just stop talking

It's new to y'all, I do it often

Are you all for real
Y'all niggas not real
Y'all niggas not real

Are you all for real
Y'all niggas not real
Y'all niggas not real
Catch me on Biscayne

With a bad bitch in my own lane
Insides is peanut butter
But the outside is cocaine
Insides is peanut butter

Outside is cocaine
Insides is peanut butter
Outside is cocaine
Outside

Outside
Outside
Outside
My chick bad with no makeup

She can take what she wake up
Caught me cheating, buy a bag
Only way that we make up
Talk money, get your cake up

Shit, y'all know the vibes
COVID turned all these hoes into housewives
Pussy cheap like St. Ives
I'm with the shits, shit

Just drive by, we outside
You know the vibes
Kaboom, we outside
Are you all for real

Y'all niggas not real
Y'all niggas not real
Are you all for real
Y'all niggas not real

Y'all niggas not real
Catch me on Biscayne
With a bad bitch in my own lane
Insides is peanut butter

But the outside is cocaine
Insides is peanut butter
Outside is cocaine
Insides is peanut butter

Outside is cocaine
Outside
Outside
Outside

Outside
Outside

Written by:
Brandan Toledo, Gregory Owens

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