OMB Peezy - f** My P.O. lyrics

[Intro] Look [Chorus] f** my PO, gotta come and catch me Don't ride with me no more, they say I'm wicked Got too much on my mind (man I been stressin') Try me, somebody dyin' (give you a blessin') f** my PO, you can tell him I said that Can't leave the heat at home, 'cause sh** get hectic Got too much on my mind (got too much on my mind) Try me, somebody dyin' (try me, somebody dyin') [Verse 1] f** my PO, gotta come catch me Ayy I'm Peezy, I like to finger f** my Glock I got a fetish, I like weapons And I been going through some things, I need a blessing But knock the horns, I'ma get one of these f** n***as if they test me n***a tried me, you wanna die You a bloodclaat p**y watch He was dead when he took the shot To his head where them bullets fly Peezy heading up to the top But I'm stressin', duckin' all these cops Know these pussies want to see me flop Made a promise to make it out Put the offering in the pot, even though I know the pastor fake I can see it all in his face, but God gon' bless me anyway I know I can die any day, that goes for anybody on this earth Done looked d**h dead in his face, but any weapon formed ain't gon' work Pain pills help me chill, stressin' tryna pay the bills They don't know I feel like them, but for my spot they'll k** Pain pills help me chill, stressin' tryna pay the bills They don't know I feel like them, but for my spot they'll k** [Chorus] f** my PO, gotta come and catch me Don't ride with me no more, they say I'm wicked Got too much on my mind (man I been stressin') Try me, somebody dyin' (give you a blessin') f** my PO, you can tell him I said that Can't leave the heat at home, 'cause sh** get hectic Got too much on my mind (got too much on my mind) Try me, somebody dyin' (try me, somebody dyin') [Verse 2] f** probation, f** parole Give me court, I ain't gon' go On the run, it's alright [?] And I'm also on the road I'm sneed 'less it's 'bout some cheese Won't move 'less it's 'bout some blue High speed on feet, Peezy P gon' take 'em to the moon Nobody move, the n***a gon' get it Don't ride with me 'less you with me Take off your badge and mate you with the semi Treat your b**h a** like a sissy Just started and I ain't gon' finish Wanna take my Bentley, keep me in it Don't get offended, I'm just ventin' Won't tell if they come and get me They caught me with a stolen pistol, did my time and took it to the head Still ridin' with a stolen pistol, b**h this time I'm goin' to the feds Crackers talkin' 'bout my dreams, sayin' rapping ain't a real job Just bailed out for some marijuana 'fore they hit me with a real charge Caught me with a stolen pistol, did my time and took it to the head Still ridin' with a stolen pistol, b**h this time I'm goin' to the feds Crackers talkin' 'bout my dreams, sayin' rapping ain't a real job Just bailed out for some marijuana 'fore they hit me with a real charge [Chorus] f** my PO, gotta come and catch me Don't ride with me no more, they say I'm wicked Got too much on my mind (man I been stressin') Try me, somebody dyin' (give you a blessin') f** my PO, you can tell him I said that Can't leave the heat at home, 'cause sh** get hectic Got too much on my mind (got too much on my mind) Try me, somebody dyin' (try me, somebody dyin')