Peace Sign
Damn, Nvbeel
Yeah, man, I'm a star, what you talkin' 'bout?
Ayy, yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy
Ayy, I go stupid, go retarded
Ayy, vice look what you just started (Okay)
I departed from apartments, now I'm out of space like a martian
Got a lil' baby and she lightskin, bitch, she look like Whitney
I remixed this pint and sold 'em smilin' while I'm grinnin'
My dawg said it's fuck 'em so it's fuck 'em
Tell me, who's the opposition?
You never had a friend like me so we just out here sickin'
Movin', groovin', countin' racks, stupid
I got his main bitch in the cockpit, she the sharpest in the
If it's up, then it's up (Okay), my niggas get buck (What?)
We ain't givin' no fucks (Uh), all we had was us
Got a hundred sluts in the truck, uh, and they 'bout to fuck
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
She wanna fuck, got her twerkin' hard 'cause molly in her cup
Team know that she a freak ho (Freak ho)
She shakin' ass and poppin' pussy for a bankroll (A bankroll)
Ever since I got this money, lil' bitch, I been cashin' out
Drop a bitch off on Fig, lil' nigga, then I'm slidin' out
Every day we chase a bag, we get the dough by any means
No, it seems he shot first, he wasn't slick cuttin' on the bean
Rollie wrist dancin' but it's better with the Patek (Ayy)
Scrapin' so they gave me a "Welcome to the static"
Slidin' in the street, is you scared that we gon' go to the trap?
Before I had to rap, I was that young nigga with packs
The lil' homie say it hurt but he want all the tats
I ain't steppin' out the house unless I'm bringin' a strap
I ain't trippin' over nothin', most these bitches be rats
I'm just tryna get some service in the back with this
If it's up, then it's up, uh, my niggas get buck, uh
We ain't givin' no fucks, uh, all we had was us
Got a hundred sluts in the truck, uh, and they 'bout to fuck
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Yeah, man, I'm a star, what you talkin' 'bout?
Ayy, yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy
Ayy, I go stupid, go retarded
Ayy, vice look what you just started (Okay)
I departed from apartments, now I'm out of space like a martian
Got a lil' baby and she lightskin, bitch, she look like Whitney
I remixed this pint and sold 'em smilin' while I'm grinnin'
My dawg said it's fuck 'em so it's fuck 'em
Tell me, who's the opposition?
You never had a friend like me so we just out here sickin'
Movin', groovin', countin' racks, stupid
I got his main bitch in the cockpit, she the sharpest in the
If it's up, then it's up (Okay), my niggas get buck (What?)
We ain't givin' no fucks (Uh), all we had was us
Got a hundred sluts in the truck, uh, and they 'bout to fuck
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
She wanna fuck, got her twerkin' hard 'cause molly in her cup
Team know that she a freak ho (Freak ho)
She shakin' ass and poppin' pussy for a bankroll (A bankroll)
Ever since I got this money, lil' bitch, I been cashin' out
Drop a bitch off on Fig, lil' nigga, then I'm slidin' out
Every day we chase a bag, we get the dough by any means
No, it seems he shot first, he wasn't slick cuttin' on the bean
Rollie wrist dancin' but it's better with the Patek (Ayy)
Scrapin' so they gave me a "Welcome to the static"
Slidin' in the street, is you scared that we gon' go to the trap?
Before I had to rap, I was that young nigga with packs
The lil' homie say it hurt but he want all the tats
I ain't steppin' out the house unless I'm bringin' a strap
I ain't trippin' over nothin', most these bitches be rats
I'm just tryna get some service in the back with this
If it's up, then it's up, uh, my niggas get buck, uh
We ain't givin' no fucks, uh, all we had was us
Got a hundred sluts in the truck, uh, and they 'bout to fuck
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Lift 'em up
Okay, legs do the peace sign, baby, lift 'em up
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Simmons, Isaiah Rivera, Nabeel Safi Tarin
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