Peekaboo
Peekaboo
Peekaboo
Peekaboo
Peekaboo
Peekaboo
Peekaboo

Ain’t wit that fake fraud shit
Never play you bitches game
I hop up in my Fendi peekaboo
And put you hoes to shame
Yeah that’s a mini flex
But n***as know that ZEPS insane
Ion gotta give too much
Been disrespectful in a planejane
Maybe in a range
My raps got lots of range
You made a mess and now you got a stain
That destroyed your whole name
But who are you to blame
When that money came
I shut up and arranged
Switched up the whole plan
And now they scream my name

Pop the trunk
Man these bitches gotta stop it
I been up in my bag
And i ain’t ever finna drop or miss
You bitches rockin counterfeit bags I see
You bitches are a ki
Plus you gotta pay a fee
If you wanna come live in luxury
The Top Notch
I’m conceded
Lead the pack u washed & wheezin
On the bleachers talkin shit
You bottom feeding
Hoes hate to see me feasting
Closest ones crossed me & now they weepin
Wipe em up like some semen
Y’all was beasting for this demon

Ain’t with that fake fraud shit
Never play you bitches game
I hop up in my Fendi peekaboo
And put you hoes to shame
Yeah that’s a mini flex
But n***as know that ZEPS insane
Ion gotta give too much
Been disrespectful in a planejane
Maybe in a range
My raps got lots of range
You made a mess and now you got a stain
That destroyed your whole name
But who are you to blame
When that money came
I shut up and arranged
Switched up the whole plan
And now they scream my name
Bamboozled bitches whole heads
She locced him up ain't talkin feds
They tried to play & now they dread
Im steppin out it’s code red
Code red or Code blue
You got the rona or the flu
Cause you bitches been sick
Yea Hoe ha-chew
Love my pineapple hi-chews
Shit on hoes like i douche
Write it down then i poof read digits
And I push the limit
Wow none of yall can fuck with me
Let alone rumble me
You Fumbled like a some tumble weeds
I sting that ass like bumblebees

Ain’t with that fake fraud shit
Never play you bitches game
I hop up in my Fendi peekaboo
And put you hoes to shame
Yeah that’s a mini flex
But n***as know that ZEPS insane
Ion gotta give too much
Been disrespectful in a planejane
Maybe in a range
My raps got lots of range
You made a mess and now you got a stain
That destroyed your whole name
But who are you to blame
When that money came
I shut up and arranged
Switched up the whole plan
And now they scream my name
Feel me it’s really nothing, really never been nothing, feel me?
Told y’all bitches stop playing wit me feel me like bitch
Stack ya money, stay quiet bitch, stay out the way