lord $hredda - peep hole lyrics
ha! lord!
[chorus]
pack come in, mustard gas, it’s so lethal
charge it to the game, but watching for gents with cheat codes
put my trust in god and my glizzy, not them people
serving for the trap, place your order in the peephole
[verse 1] (shredda)
i’m the type to move in silence real beef, don’t have to say sh+t
please don’t test my gangster, please do not test my patience
my new b+tch named bulma, she got capsules, there’s a waitlist
b+tch i’m on papers, p+ssy i dare you to say sh+t
fall asleep with my glock, woke up with a chopstick
try me wrong you gon get popped quick, popped quick
they gon shoot that’s a promise
let em shoot with no conscience
choppa spit, watch it vomit, watch it vomit
b+tch i be rolling like a stop and go
roll a blizzy b+tch i gotta smoke
they just wanna see a n+gga comatose
my n+ggas go on missions for that loot like it’s a conquest
she only f+ck with winners, b+tch my life been a contest
in the peephole searching, in case them folks here
only 13, peeping gang, lil boy serving
this trigger stuck in one position
guess the food was perfect
n+ggas pull up fast like sonic
order fast food service
[chorus]
pack come in, mustard gas, it’s so lethal
charge it to the game, but watching for gents with cheat codes
put my trust in god and my glizzy, not them people
serving for the trap, place your order in the peephole
pack come in, mustard gas, it’s so lethal
charge it to the game, but watching for gents with cheat codes
put my trust in god and my glizzy, not them people
serving for the trap, place your order in the peephole
[verse 2] (trap)
mixing weed i need two strains
kicking perkys ‘cross the school like i’m liu kang
the way she top me i had thought that she had two brains
gave her my daughters, how could you change?
bolt from police, you can call me usain
why they call you trap? because i do things
let me check my foamposites i got l!cks mane
please don’t hit no dance when my dogs scream out shoot
he’s a full+time savage, he’ll shoot out the coupe
hard body but i knowing i ain’t bulletproof
oh he bad, bullets rip the mighty outta you
he’s a p+ssy, he’s a fraud boy i see through you
[chorus]
pack come in, mustard gas, it’s so lethal
charge it to the game, but watching for gents with cheat codes
put my trust in god and my glizzy, not them people
serving for the trap, place your order in the peephole
pack come in, mustard gas, it’s so lethal
charge it to the game, but watching for gents with cheat codes
put my trust in god and my glizzy, not them people
serving for the trap, place your order in the peephole
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