Pesto by Eden2G Lyrics
Pull up in the jetta
Dont talk to bitches
I write'm love letters
Ill stick with Nunya
You stick with who ever
Now tell me
Whos really doing it better
They sound the same
Or ratitas with cheddar
Mexican praying
For better
Cuts so meticulous
Its so ridiculous
Way we be movin
I might have meniscus
Go with the motion
Like all of my bitches
Im on the mic
And im pulling the switches
Bout to pull up
From the dirt to the riches
Little to late
To be askin for digits
Move out the way
Cause I handle my businеss
Send me a beat
And I'll go ahеad and kill it
Put this shit up
Cuz you know that you feel it
Young chicano
H.P. can you hear it
Underpaid workers
My people they fear it
Watching their kids
Growing up to believe it
Grow to a system
Thats very depleted
Bust a Matt Hardy
Get this shit deleted
Make a New Version of Eden
Askin
The fuck you been eatin
Eating at home
Like its never the weekend
You wanted the truth
Then hear what im speakin
Act like you 'bout it
But I see you sneakin'
What is you doing?
You look like you creepin'
Talking 'bout exs
Like you was the Weeknd
Im with the ladies
That smellin like XO
Ovo sound
With that OVO rest tho
Ovio
I know im the best tho
Eat that punani
Like im eating pesto
Talk in three languages
Cuales te presto
I go by Ernie
My names not Ernesto
That is my Papi
And thats my reflejo
Fuck with the Papi
I'll turn to conejo
Hop in the jetta
Unload on you fellows
Shooting my shot
Like my name is Carmelo
Flow is so cold
That it turned in to hielo
You know that I got it
I still got that fuego
Play with the pussy
Like pluckin a cello
Yikes
Think that was to much info
Right
Did I tell you I'm a nympho
Night
Hit my line when you pull up
Ight
Bitch I'm a dog
In my hood
Im ight
Roll up to the spot
With a blunt
I might
Pull up real quick
PA PA PA PA
Pull up real slick
Click clack
Boom pow
None of these lame kids jockin my style
None of these lame kids jockin my ughhh
Yea keep it going
I'm the one that keeps it flowing
Illest in the game
And I keep on growing
Want more proof
And I could keep on showing
Yea
Trynna put an end to my music
I ain't trynna stress on no bullshit
Lets go you and me
You, you and me in that mothafucken cruise ship
Ugh
I'm going dumb
Going stupid
I dont even rap
I just move lips
I dont even trap
I just do this
Drop it down low
Get loose bitch
We out here
Winning in silence
You said let's talk
You wanted the violence
Dropping it now
Cuz my love is timeless
It is what it is
But Leave it behind us
Its all in the past
Just like im Dinho
History in the making
Then call me Firmiño
Metiendo mis goles
Desde que fui niño
Rappero del Mundo
El niño latino
Soy Mexicano
Si Pega mi grito
No me las cantes
Que Luego me aguito
Yo soy el Chavo
No soy como Kiko
Aight
Stop it with the bullshit
I just might
Pull up with a quick one
If im right
You can turn left
Then make a right
Shove it up yours
Where the sun dont shine
You and I
Just dont intertwine
This is the sign
Dont hit me up
You phony ass bitch
Tried to rip me up
Grind till the day
Death picks me up
Till that day comes
What the fuck you want?
Dont talk to bitches
I write'm love letters
Ill stick with Nunya
You stick with who ever
Now tell me
Whos really doing it better
They sound the same
Or ratitas with cheddar
Mexican praying
For better
Cuts so meticulous
Its so ridiculous
Way we be movin
I might have meniscus
Go with the motion
Like all of my bitches
Im on the mic
And im pulling the switches
Bout to pull up
From the dirt to the riches
Little to late
To be askin for digits
Move out the way
Cause I handle my businеss
Send me a beat
And I'll go ahеad and kill it
Put this shit up
Cuz you know that you feel it
Young chicano
H.P. can you hear it
Underpaid workers
My people they fear it
Watching their kids
Growing up to believe it
Grow to a system
Thats very depleted
Bust a Matt Hardy
Get this shit deleted
Make a New Version of Eden
Askin
The fuck you been eatin
Eating at home
Like its never the weekend
You wanted the truth
Then hear what im speakin
Act like you 'bout it
But I see you sneakin'
What is you doing?
You look like you creepin'
Talking 'bout exs
Like you was the Weeknd
Im with the ladies
That smellin like XO
Ovo sound
With that OVO rest tho
Ovio
I know im the best tho
Eat that punani
Like im eating pesto
Talk in three languages
Cuales te presto
I go by Ernie
My names not Ernesto
That is my Papi
And thats my reflejo
Fuck with the Papi
I'll turn to conejo
Hop in the jetta
Unload on you fellows
Shooting my shot
Like my name is Carmelo
Flow is so cold
That it turned in to hielo
You know that I got it
I still got that fuego
Play with the pussy
Like pluckin a cello
Yikes
Think that was to much info
Right
Did I tell you I'm a nympho
Night
Hit my line when you pull up
Ight
Bitch I'm a dog
In my hood
Im ight
Roll up to the spot
With a blunt
I might
Pull up real quick
PA PA PA PA
Pull up real slick
Click clack
Boom pow
None of these lame kids jockin my style
None of these lame kids jockin my ughhh
Yea keep it going
I'm the one that keeps it flowing
Illest in the game
And I keep on growing
Want more proof
And I could keep on showing
Yea
Trynna put an end to my music
I ain't trynna stress on no bullshit
Lets go you and me
You, you and me in that mothafucken cruise ship
Ugh
I'm going dumb
Going stupid
I dont even rap
I just move lips
I dont even trap
I just do this
Drop it down low
Get loose bitch
We out here
Winning in silence
You said let's talk
You wanted the violence
Dropping it now
Cuz my love is timeless
It is what it is
But Leave it behind us
Its all in the past
Just like im Dinho
History in the making
Then call me Firmiño
Metiendo mis goles
Desde que fui niño
Rappero del Mundo
El niño latino
Soy Mexicano
Si Pega mi grito
No me las cantes
Que Luego me aguito
Yo soy el Chavo
No soy como Kiko
Aight
Stop it with the bullshit
I just might
Pull up with a quick one
If im right
You can turn left
Then make a right
Shove it up yours
Where the sun dont shine
You and I
Just dont intertwine
This is the sign
Dont hit me up
You phony ass bitch
Tried to rip me up
Grind till the day
Death picks me up
Till that day comes
What the fuck you want?