I Peep It

Fake shit i peep it I fuck then her number deleted
I don't like my bitches conceited Gutta bitch real ratchet i need it
Pussy wet So i fill it with semen
Niggas broke They ain't fighting no demons
Leave ya dead They can't let ya get even
Kill the family Don't got time for grieving

Beat it up baby girl Where you going
Fucked her friend Ion think that she know it
Every beat that i get on I'm flowing
Man these niggas ain't trappers They bored
Freaky bitch So she let me record
Get the drop Then they spin out a Ford
State to state for them bows It's a tour
I can't trust ya Cause I'm not to sure
Get a pint of the wock Yeah it's pure
OG stank shit Smell like a sewer
Louis gucci Don't fuck with Dior
Big trap What ya need I'm the source
If the bags touched the state I done seen it
Boy that shit is not no rapper You be tweaking
Niggas weird Keep saying we beefing
Sniffing percs Man these youngins out here feining
But it's back to the rap shit
All these flaw ass niggas Really out here on some cap shit
That'll get nigga clapped quick
My killer niggas do the job Then I pay em out the rap check
Fuck nigga don't play with this shit
Cause you play you gon lay in this bitch
Gang and nem got the drac in this bitch
It's no question they spraying that shit
Trap

Fake shit i peep it I fuck then her number deleted
I don't like my bitches conceited Gutta bitch real ratchet i need it
Pussy wet So i fill it with semen
Niggas broke They ain't fighting no demons
Leave ya dead They can't let ya get even
Kill the family Don't got time for grieving
Fake shit i peep it I fuck then her number deleted
I don't like my bitches conceited Gutta bitch real ratchet i need it
Pussy wet So i fill it with semen
Niggas broke They ain't fighting no demons
Leave ya dead They can't let ya get even
Kill the family Don't got time for grieving



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Writer(s): Colby Bonner
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