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[Intro]
Hold up
Ayy, ayy
Uh

[Verse]
Turn it up, it ain't no resting
Night time come, I'm having dinner wit' yo' ex-bitch
3D-printed Glock, I hit him in the chest wit' it
Ten voicemails 'cause she know that I'm the best in it
And then I tell her leave
Think I'm a magician, I pull diamonds out my sleeve
I just punched a ticket, think I'm 'bout to hit Belize
Believe me, huh, bitch, it's so greasy, she easy
Thought he get cheese but he square like a Cheez-It
Block is on fire, shit, I feel like Lil Weezy
Hop out that car, frrt-fah, make it breezy
You're wеak, shawty fuck with me, she won't leavе for a week, ayy
Pop me a X, I can't see, but I speak, ayy
I cannot fold, bitch, you won't see a crease, huh
Scarin' them hoes, swear that boy be a creep, huh
Ah, you a leech
What's the report? I think it said deceased
Do this for sport, I just laced up my—
Do this for sport, I just laced up my cleats
Hey, two thumbs up, think a n***a called peace, uh
We goin' dumb on this money like a retard
White boy outta Malibu, I call him Benard
Dope good, shawty passed out, go get the ER
Them n***as hella scared of me, you wanna see why?
Glock with a dick, dancin' like JoJo Siwa
Fur on my coat, fuck around and call PETA
I'm Peter, I'm just a family guy, just tryna get heard
No reverb, I gotta make sure they hearin' all my words
I stay right up in my domain
I get all this cake, get this cake
I don't give a fuck where they stay
Yeah, I fuck around and make a n***a fall away
And how a n***a think that I was lacking? I can't play wit' him
Oh, miss yo' homie in the casket? Make you lay wit' him
I hit the ho from far away, I go Clay in it
Jeweler hit me with the white diamonds, I Caucasian-ed it
Need some Za', I might go hit the bank wit' it
Fox 5, n***a, shoulda never played wit' me
All these bells, it's like a n***a can't pay wit' me
I was bad enough, I brought a fuckin' K wit' me