[Intro]
Peezy
You know we in here
Got my dogs in this motherf**er
Peezy, look, look
[Verse]
Ayy, y'all know who it is
She gon' bounce it for a n***a 'cause she know that I'm real
Straight out of Mobile, n***as know I'm toting the steel
Hungry n***a put your wheeze on the floor for a meal
Blowin' to k**, enough with all that small talk
n***a street n***a, never utilizing sidewalks
n***a hop out shooting, hop in and ride off n***a
Leave your body wet but it ain't no drying off n***a
Better hide out n***a if you slander my name
Believe bodies dropping if I'm handling the flame, ayy
Slap a f** n***a with the handle of the thing
Homegrown, Mobile Alabama what I bang, ayy
OMB, real top shotta, what it be?
More money, more problems, who got problems with me, ayy
You can find me where them shotta n***as be
Smoking out the OZ with a Glock under my seat
My n***a I be thuggin', I'm living rough and rugged
We gon' box a n***a boggle, partner I ain't with the hugging
I'll put you in a box, quick to lay a n***a down
Put a tag on your head like a cow
My n***a I'm a dog, catch me f**in' on your b**h
Hit that eight for some weed while I'm thugging in the Ritz
Slang pipe like a plumber, literally with this sh**
Boy you might freeze to d**h if you touch a n***a wrist
As real as it gets, won't find a n***a like
No bang, bullets all in your head like a psychic
I ain't worried 'bout the coat, I'ma get it if I like it
Gotta flex on a b**h so I gotta know the prices
Couple cold cases, now Lil Peezy be the topic
Overk** Peezy, I'ma hit him while he's dropping
Headfirst in the streets so you know it ain't no stopping
I been getting paper like a printer, lame n***as want to copy
Riding in a rental, something under for the beef
Hopping out, Glock busting, y'all running down the street
I don't listen when you speak, lies running through your teeth
Peezy hungry for a body, you making him want to eat
Getting paper like a folder, mix it with the soda
My day of trapping ain't over 'til I meet my daily quota
Don't think I'ma serve you boy if I don't know ya
Dress preppy but you talking like a soldier, you a poser
I'm a dreadhead rocker, real top shotter
Close range four nick knocking out your pasta
Want to talk guapa, that I got a lotta
Tryna take me, the chopper taller than a toddler
I'm about a dollar, p**y boy ain't nothing for free
And I dare a f** n***a to take something from me
Like a marathon, my n***as will run on your street
Chopper down, the way that I'm ridin' look somethin' like a beach
Poppin' the p**y for Peezy, he might throw a lil somethin'
Don't f** with f**ing for free, okay she know a lil somethin'
She say hold up Peezy, don't treat me like I'm hoeing or somethin'
I lean close and said don't act like I ain't know it lil mama
Blowin' the commas, I can get it back in a day
And it's loyalty over love, I got that on the way