bbyazul & inci0 - peer2peer lyrics
[intro: yamamaya]
i’ll be [that/there?]
[verse 1: yamamaya]
how you say that you a rapper but you cutting corners?
sixteen, self made, i been ducking warner
sixteens, h+lla range, make him follow orders
you can’t get this from the store, just the gas warden
got some sh+t inside the spliff that leave his ass dormant
twenty dollars for a fl!ck, that’s my swag store
leave the corner store with cans, i got bad organs
i got love for all my fans, give they ass torrents
music sh+t my only passion, baby, step aside
i got b+tches up my alley calling left and right
i been smoking on that cali’ sh+t, no pesticides
watch that sh+t you talk about, ’cause you been treading lines
i could make a b+tch hit notes with no melodyne
dodging cops, my lil’ brother facing felon time
i got [?], i got h+lla [?]
got my liver real mad, i got yellow eyes
[verse 2: bbyazul]
said his face game tragic, i aim, shoot graphic
every time i hit the dealership, i gotta have it
i’m in love with blues, but i be thumbing through these assets
i’m a night owl, i’ve been sleeping through these classes
i’m in love with her because she talking with an accent
i be spending money on the carats and the facets
he said we in beef, is he talking in the past tense?
he ain’t catching up, this baby park and i just lapped him
and i’m just laughing
praying for my dogs ’cause i know that they’re all crashing
when i hit his block, it was lights, camera, action
i got the footage of the night, glamour, fashion
she just want a n+gga with the right d+mn passion
my girl work for united, i get flights for a fraction
every equal action, equal opposite reaction
so when i throw this money, it be making her attracted
[verse 3: yamamaya]
i’m laughing like it’s funny while i’m running through these rations
she told me i’m bummy, but she still gon’ let me smash it
spent a couple hundreds on some european fashion
i’ll put him in a spliff when i get sick of being passive
got the game on lock like i’m a motherf+cking fascist
she said that she want me, i still f+ck around and pass it
p+ssy try to jump me, i could weave him like a basket
if she really love me, put her ex up in a—
pop the trunk, i don’t really give a f+ck ’bout what they say
talking tough, then they sitting ducks when i’m out in la
rough him up, my bro got the camera, put it on display
i’m f+cked up off a couple grams, i’m moving all delayed
think he tough? got a sister who could do him jfk
think he tough? we just hope we miss him from the chevrolet
when he runnin’ you would think he sonic [any other way?]
i been running off this heavy tonic and some chick+fil+a
[verse 4: bbyazul]
i been running off the coke and captain morgan
if it was in his face, then how the f+ck i backdoor him?
if the sample overseas, then does it mean the track foreign?
got a family who hopping out the whip, we rav4’d him
mocha got more steel than a motherf+cking door hinge
you boring n+gga, every time you talk, you’re james corden
push this honda ’til it breaks, hop on the ninety+five and floor it
don’t tell me i can’t make any word rhyme with orange
a rich n+gga saving money with these torrents
these pictures that she send me make this iphone out of storage
choppa scr+pe bravado and dilute that self+importance
police don’t know a thing, they think he walked inside a forest
shawty only want me ’cause she know a n+gga touring
shotty caught a body, you would think that n+gga whoring
hobby ricky bobby, show you what that n+gga lorne did
flooded for ten arcs, i’ll show you what the f+ck the lord did
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