Sneak Peek

Lyrics

[Intro: Bris] Laudiano Bris nigga [Chorus: Bris] Ayy, bend it over, baby, you gonna twerk some That nigga play with gang, we gon' hurt some You on that internet, come and squirt some Nigga need some work, ain't got no money, we can work some Ayy, we ain't callin' troops, ain't no peace treaty Say that drill only count if it's on TV We gon' put it on the news, that's a sneak peek Double back, we gon' press rewind, that's a repeat [Verse 1: Bris] Stop actin' like that guy, you niggas not the man Stop speakin' on that drill, you niggas shot and ran Forgot about you niggas like I popped a Xan This 40 that I got'll air it out like I bought a fan You ain't puttin' up shots, you ain't make the team And this 40 got kick, it probably break the beam And your drill don't count 'cause they ain't tape the scene I'll be in the trap makin' money, you niggas makin' memes Long stick hangin' out, they can tell I got it Baby 40 on my hip, I can't hide the rocket Dressed in all black like a nigga gothic Pop a Perc, then I hit the booth when I find a topic I-I-I was sittin' in that hole, tryna set a goal If we get this nigga gone, better not tell a soul Mac J in the kitchen, tryna mel a bow Body on it, or it's hella old if we sell a pole [Chorus: Bris] Ayy, bend it over, baby, you gonna twerk some That nigga play with gang, we gon' hurt some You on that internet, come and squirt some Nigga need some work, ain't got no money, we can work some Ayy, we ain't callin' troops, ain't no peace treaty Say that drill only count if it's on TV We gon' put it on the news, that's a sneak peek Double back, we gon' press rewind, that's a repeat [Verse 2: G Man] My bitch bad in the foreign and she stupid thick, stupid chips Swervin' lanes, I got a super bitch Laughin' at the fags, got my old bitch super sick Yo, baby dad a rat, he ain't good, he a super snitch Ayy, I'm in my own lane, goin' crazy Had to leave the bitch alone, she was tryna have my baby Always in my section, over there on the daily Catch a flight up out of town to make a rich bitch pay me Ayy, do these pussy niggas really want smoke? Every time them niggas see me, they just don't blow Lay a finger on my body, then we gon' score Bris pour a four back to back, and we smokin' dope Wanna join the team? You know I need some cho Glock with them beams, Draco got a scope Free the whole team, my brother's comin' home Speak upon Ten Letta Gang and we gon' take a soul, nigga [Chorus: Bris] Ayy, bend it over, baby, you gonna twerk some That nigga play with gang, we gon' hurt some You on that internet, come and squirt some Nigga need some work, ain't got no money, we can work some Ayy, we ain't callin' troops, ain't no peace treaty Say that drill only count if it's on TV We gon' put it on the news, that's a sneak peek Double back, we gon' press rewind, that's a repeat