hoodbaby peppa – dead lyrics
[chorus]
let me catch an opp and he, and he dead
when i slide i ain’t poppin’ no meds
me and loose screw we aimin’ for heads
give her d+ck and then i send her to bed
only f+ckin’ her, i’m want her friend
me and broski smokin’ on your friends
don’t slip i might hop out a benz
let me catch an opp and he, and he dead
i can’t kiss her, that b+tch give me head
if i pull up i’m bussin’ your head
and i’m peppa, don’t talk to the feds
real zombies pull up and you dead
and i can’t f+ck that b+tch on her reds
and she tweakin’ she off of the meds
and she tweakin’ she off of the…
[verse 1]
and she tweakin’ she off of the molly
i don’t sip lean but i pour up for kwame
can’t slip, yeah i got it on me
and i roll with some real mod malis
she wanna f+ck, she wanna get gnarly
puttin’ in work she ride like a harley
i don’t want your love take it back
hunnid days up in the trap
f+ck your love i’m tryna stack
baby come and throw it back
d+ck in her guts and i’m breakin’ her back
and they know that peppa be the man
free my bro out the can
these n+ggas know i never ran
they just cappin’ talkin’ on the gram
[chorus]
let me catch an opp and he, and he dead
when i slide i ain’t poppin’ no meds
me and loose screw we aimin’ for heads
give her d+ck and then i send her to bed
only f+ckin’ her, i’m want her friend
me and broski smokin’ on your friends
don’t slip i might hop out a benz
let me catch an opp and he, and he dead
i can’t kiss her, that b+tch give me head
if i pull up i’m bussin’ your head
and i’m peppa, don’t talk to the feds
real zombies pull up and you dead
and i can’t f+ck that b+tch on her reds
and she tweakin’ she off of the meds
and she tweakin’ she off of the…
[verse 2]
and she tweakin’ she off of the white
in the trap i ain’t servin’ no kife
if we pull up we takin’ your life
gg wit’ me i’m feeling lethargic
if i pull up i’m hittin’ my target
she wanna f+ck but i just want the neck
and b+tch then it’s onto the next
let me catch an opp and he, and he…
and my slime he don’t aim for no legs
if i pull up i’m bussin’ your head
real zombie don’t talk to the feds
my demons pull up and you dead
they tweakin’ they all on the net
they ain’t comin’ direct, if they pull up they dead
that lil’ b+tch a freak, that lil’ b+tch a skeez
i pull up and i squeeze
[chorus]
let me catch an opp and he, and he dead
when i slide i ain’t poppin’ no meds
me and loose screw we aimin’ for heads
give her d+ck and then i send her to bed
only f+ckin’ her, i’m want her friend
me and broski smokin’ on your friends
don’t slip i might hop out a benz
let me catch an opp and he, and he dead
i can’t kiss her, that b+tch give me head
if i pull up i’m bussin’ your head
and i’m peppa, don’t talk to the feds
real zombies pull up and you dead
and i can’t f+ck that b+tch on her reds
and she tweakin’ she off of the meds
and she tweakin’ she off of the…
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