TV Off
Hold up
Ayy, ayy, uh
Turn it up, it ain't no resting
Night time come, I'm having dinner with yo' ex-bitch
3D-printed Glock, I hit him in the chest with it
Ten voicemails 'cause she know that I'm the best in it
And then I tell her leave
Think I'm a magician, I pull diamonds out my sleeve
I just punched a ticket, think I'm 'bout to hit Belize
Believe me, huh, bitch, it's so greasy, she easy
Thought he get cheese but he square like a Cheez-It
Block is on fire, shit, I feel like Lil Weezy
Hop out that car, frrt-fah, make it breezy
You're weak, shawty fuck with mе
she won't leave for a week, ayy
Pop mе a X, I can't see, but I speak, ayy
I cannot fold, bitch, you won't see a crease, huh
Scarin' them hoes, swear that boy be a creep, huh
Ah, you a leech
What's the report? I think it said deceased
Do this for sport, I just laced up my—
Do this for sport, I just laced up my cleats
Hey, two thumbs up, think the nigga called peace, uh
We goin' dumb on this money like a retard
White boy outta Malibu, I call him Benard
Dope good, shawty passed out, go get the ER
Them niggas hella scared of me, you wanna see why?
Glock with a dick, dancin' like JoJo Siwa
Fur on my coat, fuck around and call PETA
I'm Peter, I'm just a family guy, just tryna get heard
No reverb, I gotta make sure they hearin' all my words
I stay right up in my domain
I get all this cake, get this cake
I don't give a fuck where they stay
Yeah, I'll fuck around and make a nigga fall away
And how a nigga think
that I was lacking? I can't play with him
Uh, miss yo' homie in the casket? Make you lay with him
I hit the ho from far away, I go Clay in it
Jeweler hit me with the white diamonds, I Caucasian-ed it
Need some Za', I might go hit the bank with it
Fox 5, nigga, shoulda never played with me, uh
All these bells, it's like a nigga can't pay with me
I was bad, you know I brought a fuckin' K with me
Compositor: BIGBABYGUCCI