Peep! Lyrics

(That's my nigga Haydxn)

(Uh', uh', uh')

(Yuh')

(Yah', Yeah)

In the foreign, blowing gas pack geeked up

Ride around my town, with that pole, I keep my Nina

Really cold outside, so I gotta keep that heater

Puffin' on that za', now my coat smelling like reefer

Looking for that bag, hadda' run it like a cheeta

Run up on my gang, choppa' eat em' like a pizza

Its 200 on that dash, when we slidin' in the beamer'

These niggas dropping disses, they be ass, I don't peep yuh

No you not my gang, no you not one of my people

We gon' pull up to his crib, choppa' blast right thru' the peephole (yuh)

Bitch im doing my thang', why the fuck ya'll hating on me for?

And this bitch call me a prod, cause' the way I beat, I ain't talking beats tho'

In the foreign, blowing gas pack geeked up

Ride around my town, with that pole, I keep my Nina

Really cold outside, so I gotta keep that heater

(Uh', uh', uh')

(Yuh')

(Yah', Yeah)